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You got a unique sound feel like spoken word rap

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I Wonder If Crips Eat Red Baron (ft. Loozer)

This is a story about coming from a life of trying to find comfort in the world to eventually finding comfort in Christ Jesus.

This is the alternate ver.

Check out the original track by "Faithin"!

Lyrics:

Said bye to the eastside
I remember cruisin' down the city and the streetsigns
Whats gone to say the least I'm
Wishing I could pay it back but it will never be mine
Still God bought and redeemed I've
Lost the anxious feelings
'Cause I got him on the peaceline
No strong in the meantime
I'll be reminiscing on the journey it'll be fine

It'll be fine
I just need some me time
To ponder all the things that I hold
Deep down inside
A smile of sunshine
A veneer to hide behind
A false sense of eloquence
Is a consequence of
My own design

Said bye to the eastside
I remember cruisin' down the city and the streetsigns
Whats gone to say the least I'm
Wishing I could pay it back but it will never be mine
Still God bought and redeemed I've
Lost the anxious feelings
'Cause I got him on the peaceline
No strong in the meantime
I'll be reminiscing on the journey it'll be fine

I use to take a hit,
maybe even take a little sip
to try to dowse all these fears
that I felt deep down inside
Oh, doubts of all kinds
Still Lord, you give me peace of mind
And I'm laying aside,
All these comforts of mine
You remind me that I am being realigned

Said bye to the eastside
I remember cruisin' down the city and the streetsigns
Whats gone to say the least I'm
Wishing I could pay it back but it will never be mine
Still God bought and redeemed I've
Lost the anxious feelings
'Cause I got him on the peaceline
No strong in the meantime
I'll be reminiscing on the journey it'll be fine

I'm learning to let go,
Of all the things I don't know
But why do I have to feel this pain
Deep down inside.
I'm waiting for you to show
Where I'm supposed to go
But truth be told that
One day I'll know and
For now I'll take ahold
Of the truth that I don't walk alone

Said bye to the eastside
I remember cruisin' down the city and the streetsigns
Whats gone to say the least I'm
Wishing I could pay it back but it will never be mine
Still God bought and redeemed I've
Lost the anxious feelings
'Cause I got him on the peaceline
No strong in the meantime
I'll be reminiscing on the journey it'll be fine

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Eastside (Alt. Mix)

Eastside (feat With Just A Whisper [Alt. Mix]

Don't Call (p. Hawky)

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#pluggnb #almighty

NO MORE PROD. BY @WOOTENMADEIT

Written By: Michael Conover

Laid all my vices to rest (rest)
Rollin’ in my hearse bullet proof vest
It’s do or die, knowin’ who about to slide
My behavior is wicked, not much longer you won’t be kickin’
Boy your times runnin’ out times a tickin’
Beauty straight from the Pickens 
Beats that I’m rippin’ (rip)
Never catch me trippin’

You thought I was done, think again son (bet) 
Tried to catch me high and dry till’ you seen my gun (for real)
Get clapped 
Drop your whole pack (pack)
Got homies that do work for me (straight up) 
Get slapped

Roll the dice, this is my last vice 
Wasn’t going back twice 
80 on the back call it Jerry Rice
(What, what?)

Wasn’t going back twice 
80 on the back call it Jerry Rice
Hit this have you feelin’ right

Hit this have you feelin’ right 
Higher than a kite (kite)
Your just intimidating 
I’m out here demonstrating 
You actin’ rude, don’t put me in a mood
I can be nice, but now I got attitude (tude)
Let it loose (loose)
Dude I’m off the juice, bout’ to cruise 
Try to out do me, you will always lose (SESH)

Laid all my vices to rest 
Rollin’ in my hearse bullet proof vest
It’s do or die, knowin’ who about to slide
My behavior is wicked, not much longer you won’t be kickin’
Boy your times runnin’ out times a tickin’

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1991 forever

( lyrics )

We turn to 1 when your holding my hand
If you let go my ashes turn to sand
Babygirl look in my eyes
Cant promise Ill last through the night

I never fucked with someone they way I fuck with you
It nearly killed me when you said that I’m done with you
Girl I know its be a minute yeah
But I still really miss you yeah
I know we had a lot of issues yeah
Im still wishing I was with you yeah 

I
know you better than yourself
But lately you switched up and wanna be someone else

You dont know whats good for you
Baby Ill look for you
Do the adlibs on my chorus cause Im on the hook for you

I’m choking I’m coughing
Put me in a coffin
I cant be around you too long or too often yeah

Move back
Im sliding by right past
My heart broke into a thousand little pieces and it just shattered like glass

I’m smoking, I’m poppin Early alcoholic
Kiss me right after your lips taste like cotton yeah yeah
Drive fast
Swerving lanes but wont crash
Ive been dead for a long time but hell kicked me out 

round n round and round we go
She dont wanna hang but she calling my phone
I dont want answer, no I really dont
I enjoying my time alone

Back together on a Monday
break my heart again on Thursday
Friday got me feeling someway 
I wont shower till its Sunday

Half of you dont even know me yeah
I got Soundcloud as my homepage yeah 
gotten meaner with my old age
I be smoking for the whole day

I’m lonely I promise
My mind I have lost it 
when you left my world oh it was a catastrophic
Solo hot box so small I’m claustrophobic
But I enjoy it

I’m choking I’m coughing
Put me in a coffin
I cant be around you too long or too often yeah

Move back
Im sliding by right past
My heart broke into a thousand little pieces and it just shattered like glass

I’m smoking, I’m poppin Early alcoholic
Kiss me right after your lips taste like cotton yeah yeah
Drive fast
Swerving lanes but wont crash
Ive been dead for a long time but hell kicked me out 

Hell kicked me out 
Dont know where to go
I guess I’ll walk
Just walk down this road
Until I cant
I can't nomore

Coffin

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coffin ( tunnA )

MC Ride: we're not in the lateral movement...
you know what I mean? just stepping side to side;
we want to move forward. make things better.

lay stiff and die free, while I shift the tide
streams of light enter my eyes
beaming scintillated
rhymeschemes, nine rings
into the journey, I’m disparate,
blurry and in a hurry—tryna
get these pistons to serve me

annual aneurysms,
the granule sands of wisdom
were sans a victim, addicted
to slamming the fist to Christians
glam and the glitz conniption
is equidistant from heaven’s mission
yet they sell and list it as opulent
solipsism--shockingly crowds of
women’ll gather around iniquity
life a living Hell, I like you really well
I splice it with embellishment
relics of what little intelligence
is still relative to eloquence
of pelicans under the feet of
elephants, accelerate,
all you featherweights
go seek a better fate, 'fo
he make you smell and taste
the cellophane ‘n flagrant vapor
capering vagrant relish in
vague disdain for everything
erasure of the masquerade will never be

MC Ride: I'm not that fascinated by,
uh, human achievements...
at one point in my life,
I was more inspired by people

this the mystique intrusive
and bleak sheik with the
proof that’ll leak to sheets
in a gruesome indecency
non-conducive and
incongruent, disputably
spewing doom and uprooting trees
they bruising the truth with a neutered eulogy
accruing these caskets for tween rappers
who seen lackin’, in the streets yappin’
while I’m following my dream’s passion
dabble with the tablets of acid
'til my spleen was black, and now
I need the cash, ain’t no acting
fill up the bag, bitch :’)

fragments get scattered
across the flattened atlas
as a fact of matter retracted
I like to pedal backwards
that with my unfettered magnitude
is what makes me a rapper
higher in caliber, ironclad to lift Excalibur
the challengers gabber forever
lapping up the palaver
they gather in exultation
and mask exasperations
massive laceration to the
face of fakeness, break,
recalibrate the lake of talents
aiming at merit’s devaluation

MC Ride: but, as I've grown more...
humans aren't really my... I don't really
look to that for inspiration that much anymore...
I look more inside...just to myself, and what goes on in there

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