BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Nothing Impossible.
- Nothin, impossible.
- Never falling to human opinion.
- Still oughta keep on pushing,
- Time is nothing, but an illusion.
- While, you keep on waiting.
- I see time is action,
- Watch how, how they watching.
- Momma said, you'll see em passing,
- You need to do something.
- get a job, and the education.
- If they plot against.
- Get the defense.
- Tense, I'm not.
- You begin to question.
- Why they on me so hot,
- Cooked, and stressed out.
- Looking on the other side,
- That's more green. Outside,
- I seen too many fiends,
- Reason why, I by all means,
- willing to bleed, to break the creeds,
- Give em, the needs, and not the wants.
- It haunts, when you chase,
- No need, can't get fatigued.
- They on me like a disease,
- No ease, I'm just trynna get to Sunday's.
- Yet, also trying to get paid,
- And a place to always rest my head.
- Trying to avoid, the hearse, and coffin.
- To be honest, fuck all the beef,
- And claim strips, and hood politics.
- They be like nigga please,
- I'm on this government cheese.
- Begin to crack a forty, and roll up this weed.
- Then be, kicked back, with the family.
- feeling the breeze, the chimes on porch singing.
- on the front stoop, children out front playing.
- And see there's no enemy, unless it's me.
- On my neck the wooden crucifix beads,
- tryna fulfil my deeds, then pant the seeds.
- All the choices, we create, are choices,
- That are either, for a better future,
- To the reunion, see we're all eating.
- Keep it real, in and out the studio,
- then straight to the spot,
- I know eventually,
- this shit got to stop.
- couple homies, with dreams
- in the game, on the block,
- Yet, they ended up quick forgot.
- when the bullshit comes in,
- and we're in the drought,
- gaining the self doubt.
- Pick the homie up,
- empty out the cup,
- For The Lost Ones.
- Only a couple, know what we feel.
- it's like we're speaking in tongues.
- til they, see it's real.
- they'll never think we're suppose to be here.
- So we'll still, be one step ahead,
- While they say it's all in our heads.
- Nothin impossible,
- Just gotta keep control,
- Keep control, Keep it original,
- keep it g, a grand or million,
- for the company, the family.
- To the South, To The South Side,
- There some hospitality,
- yet, some hate because you have a heart beat.
- Palpitation, causation, vexation, Another
- Nike shoe, Addition onto the street wires above you.
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