- Aug 10, 2013
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i'm endangered fore being real upfront,
once upon ah time this souljah was in the cuts,
my little homie stressed out,
another seven eighty one redrum taught arrived,
the lost soul thought it was nine to five,
a smarter cat about the business and economics,
didn't have nine lives nor a clue about the game,
guess death came fore his lease expected,
i stood there shook in shock,
fell to the ground in disbelief,
the trails and tribulations news rumbling in my community,
more communication than unity forced in,
young brethen last breath at last finally,
idle went out in the name of propane,
through my window's pain i saw them looking insane,
slipping up on uncertainty's anticipation three sixty five tides wreaking havoc,
light the fire at the dead end scoping,
this hit is my survival,
in all ways giving it up,
witnessing everything be fore thee,
me going head up,
face to face when i'm peaking,
as we were accepted during love making,
sown one was happening raw and uncut,
the type of peace i fiend fore most,
coasting in my ride as the ghost's host,
the lover in your city,
guest in your south,
supreme in your north,
twogether we can payback,
lay back four deep rolling slowly through seasons,
so much love in my soul,
i channel my censored aggressions passively in this form of art,
fore the name of no-fame,
propane plus the flame,
this hit is my survival....
once upon ah time this souljah was in the cuts,
my little homie stressed out,
another seven eighty one redrum taught arrived,
the lost soul thought it was nine to five,
a smarter cat about the business and economics,
didn't have nine lives nor a clue about the game,
guess death came fore his lease expected,
i stood there shook in shock,
fell to the ground in disbelief,
the trails and tribulations news rumbling in my community,
more communication than unity forced in,
young brethen last breath at last finally,
idle went out in the name of propane,
through my window's pain i saw them looking insane,
slipping up on uncertainty's anticipation three sixty five tides wreaking havoc,
light the fire at the dead end scoping,
this hit is my survival,
in all ways giving it up,
witnessing everything be fore thee,
me going head up,
face to face when i'm peaking,
as we were accepted during love making,
sown one was happening raw and uncut,
the type of peace i fiend fore most,
coasting in my ride as the ghost's host,
the lover in your city,
guest in your south,
supreme in your north,
twogether we can payback,
lay back four deep rolling slowly through seasons,
so much love in my soul,
i channel my censored aggressions passively in this form of art,
fore the name of no-fame,
propane plus the flame,
this hit is my survival....