Bruce Chillest and Denzel J. Williams - Note

Tossing up a heaven headed path... It's a lane open to the who advance...

My mine state taking me to where it's at... First I refrain then I relapse...

Straight to the bottom of the sugar bag.... Pushing my project off the hi attached....

They from the land of the super cool...
cll he left is tags .. and a brush to groom...

So many babs one would jump the broom..
We rather get to see and have the pimping resume...

So many bad ones on the path .. out to over do ... They never seeing what they lack.. as it pursuits..

Never kid how some allures did fill a room... cnd how from the back it seem tos to head any group it choose ..

I kept my little piece a pad .. up keep a rule
It's ever played out in your head it's time you make ya move



I was lent this life with a note attached... This world trynna love you but nothing love it back

To many times went to bat for the undermaned... To show them time and time again this'll be where it's at ...

I set back as the candle burns out of wax...
So far from what we started with... Look at where it's at

I do a little bit I can here's a helping hand...
Tell them to buckle down ... it's more to attack.


I hit the liquor just a little man... once told that it's enough in me .. one could go contend...

I puff the Jane.. you put down bars I would lift a drag... We like to roll em up back to back make this here a match...

In my neighborhood one would get the school... But it's the comradere that the sit alludes .

cll of these people. I Kno every body different from me... I seen my penical at least ... ccknowledge get to going...

It's pick up milliage not to mention the indifference on me .. the world ain't Kno what the eyes would see if the holy was Holden....

My little piece of dignity spent on the vision for me ... Hitting for me... Boys ain't never seen they self on glistening toying with they old heat...

The same cops from the old blocks that's picking on me... .. the horror scene that won't meet thirteen this earthly going..

Got this globe.. steady blowing kisses hitting on me.. idk he .. got a lot to think about ... Before he od

Written by:
Denzel Williams

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