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Dreams fulfilled, us more room to build Strong climb made more for wounds to heal I can see the sun, must've been to be the one Set free to run, baby moms, new seed to come
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Speak of life, still low, plus the sneaker type Be for kites pushin' a stick make you breeze through See through sites, gun shots, to run spots Slung rocks, nearly got off of one block
Saw the light, caught a case, couldn't afford to white, had to cop out or face more than life Poison bites, my brain, flyin' flames Tryin' to change, trapped between kinda strange
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thoughts react, let the Porsche mack Across tracks catch me in Haiti, ridin' back Seek religion, study life, to see the vision Weeks in I'll help a wise man peep his livin'
decisions, analyze, scope the game, With to change before the stress overdose the brain remain shock waves, I rock stage through the Tropic Haze Under Palm Trees, puffin' lye for
Liver ways, chillin', old villan, known for buildin' Sittin' back, controlin' What's right or wrong? days, nights is long Keep ya cipher strong, in case, it be on
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Blowin' hundreds, spendin' so redundant I'm from it, most niggas over and done with No one to run with, a few from the old school Ocean cruise, lain' back the blues
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Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame While others'll die in tryin' to front for a name