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I got so much on my mind
to lose
Here's ticket
Hear the drummer get
The to you to push the back to Black
so I sack and jack
Then the Mac
Now I'm to mic it
(You know I it) huh
Hear my favoritism "Oh"
be a brother like me go solo
Laser, anesthesia, ya
Ways to your brain and train ya
The way I'm living,
I'm giving up
X on the flex, hit me now
I don't about later
As for now, I know how to avoid the
Man, I've had it up to
I wear got 'em going in fear
Rhetoric and
Read a bit ago
Not quitting,
Signed the hard
Work to from getting jerked
some ways
To way back in the better
Raw metaphysically
followed a code
Still dropped a
Never question what I am God
Cause it's coming the heart
What I got better get
(Get on up) of culture

Been spit in the
But the rhymes fitting
Respects been giving ya living
Now I can't protect a off defect
Check the
And reckon an intentional
Played off as intellect
Made the call, the fall
Broke the
Not my fault they're falling off
Known as square
Throughout my
So I growl at the foul
Black to the my home is your home
So welcome to the

Subordinate
off an era
Cold pain
My 98 was 87 on a yo
So now I go
ain't no fiction
So-called frozen
Apology made to whoever
Still got me like Jesus
I rather sing, bring, think,
'Bout a brother I'm in sync
Every ain't a brother cause a color
Just as could be undercover
Backstabbed, grabbed a
From the of the lab
a Rab get off the rag
Sad to say I got sold the river
Still quiver when I deliver
Never to say I never know or had a
was Herb, plus hard on the boulevard
Lies, scandalizin',
Traits of who's celebrating with Satan?
I rope-a-dope the with righteous
and weaving and let the good get even
C'mon
But welcome to the

Caught in the race against
The pit and the
Check the and rhymes
While I'm 'um
Snakes up the lines of design
Trying to blind the science I'm 'em
How to fight the
Cannot run and
But it shouldn't be
In a game a fool the rules
Got a of a nerve to just criticize
Every brother ain't a
Cause a hand
Squeezed on X the man
The shooting of Newton
From a hand of a Nig who the trig
It's weak to speak and blame somebody
When you yourself
First nothing's worse than a mother's
Of a son in Bensonhurst
Can't wait for the to decide the fate
So jam I dedicate
Places the racist faces
of one of many cases
The Greek weekend I speak
From a lesson in Virginia (Beach)
I don't in the line of fire
I go
But it's on bass and and even violins
Watcha do head ready
Instead of getting physically
I get mad
I put it on a pad
Give ya that cha never had

Fear of rolling
God bless your soul and keep
allowed, kicking it loud
Dropping a
Brain game intellectual
Move as a
Never move
But
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