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I’m up in the telly, blazin' blunts

Paranoid at those dudes who front

It’s crazy how life disregards the different ones

From not knowing to fully realizing, hmmm

How could this be, how could I let it get to me

And if you don’t know, this is what stresses me

Struggling to make it better, most definitely

All my hard work to implement

Every day go at it again

Work hard days, do you know?

How hard one works for things to grow?

It’s all in my hope

As I slang off my mind, frame, you incline

I’ts like dope

Got you needing mine

Got rhyme, any time

Not to show

Cause’ they mine

Running alone the base line

What to do in this time

4 you & 4 me

Whats yours is mine…

- 02/10/2007