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Another one of them long ass breaks. Damn, Ali where the hell you been? What, you disappear?
Stop the presses me couple seconds
Let tell my whats up with big brethren
New year new beard a new
a few adjustments I want to discuss it
In a life of and sadness
Never wouldve guessed a taste of success
been the first time I ever got depressed
I know Im blessed I couldnt adjust
In life all I knew how to do is fight
Scrapped on the playground for the mic
Trying to build a life with an insane
Fighting for a bit of time in the light
Then I got a a car and house
No one left to fight with but
Gained a lot of wasnt thinking about my health
Maybe the music Im could help
I drive cause this albino shit
Told you I was blind thats legit
Ant
to have to scoop the kid
So I a crib a couple blocks from his
the greatest friend I ever had
Like a to me a borderline dad
Maybe making a will get me on track
Help fix whatevers wrong with my
I jumped back in the at once
Made the Us in a couple of months
But I lie to yall I felt lost
Energy I mightve been a bit off
Couple moments though of course
Puppy Love and The Travelers
I toured two years off album
Was on the ten months out of one of them
my BK
My coach slash DJ
Literally with me since day one
Had a lot of times had a lot of fun
Long story short he got hell of a
Catastrophe damn near ended her
Brought our out to Hawaii
These fuckers got on

He said "I to talk to you Ali
is what you were born to do, but not me"
So after two thousand and ten
Say to my Deejay but not my friend
My career aint it just grew
rock(ed) the

Close enough to Beyonces perfume
But it just aint the same dude
slow me down no lord
Stayed on the planes and the busses and
a young DJ into the squad
Sucker on me cause I toured too hard Wahhhh
me and Ant had trouble connecting
If I was here he was always there
Touring or recording with
the hell's goin on with my career
Within a year my team
Got a phone on the 4th of July
My dad died, he suicide
Shit should've been for him
Had to fly home from to bury him
Im sorry, I a minute
Bismillah...)
to hold this marriage together
But me and my baby see each other
Im in France the fans taking pictures
Shes with the making dinner doing dishes
She aint got to bout me screwing other _______
But aint enough to make a woman feel precious
If we start to intersecting
We got no choice but in different directions -Damn
I got that call again
You know the you never want to get
Mikeys mom get a hold of him
And found him in his apartment
drowning in tears
Probably wont get that in all my years
Ill remember
A day later boarded a to

And the next month my life
Listening to God in the holy
Inklings I had all my
Suddenly presented themselves in sight
Any I had about the mic
And or not what I write is right
Fell out of like the tears on the floor
Now Im going harder I ever did before
Got a couple of tapes from

Genuine dude and his music is

to my tour dates
Roll the tape I got to say
So, Im go make this album. Let me start it off right though