from but where do you belong? In this life like weeds you're the dirt I breathe In this life like weeds you're a rock to me In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds
words whisper lightly into newborn virgin ears: "Our truth is the truth. Seek no solace in finding roots" But the shadows have foes & like weeds we
like weeds You're a rock to me I know where you're from, but where do you belong? In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath In this life like
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like weeds You're a rock to me I know where you're from, but where do you belong? In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath In this life like weeds
wanted to play And he wanted to play with me But I was dealing with this, dealing with that Righting a wrong Pushing myself through the dirt like a weed
back I need dougie space like ay, ay Then its right back to my muggin' face Niggas said put the weed out BBM, you buggin face We walked in, want somethin', bottles pop like
ones i'm dividin' the profits with now i'm in the building like two planes bitch kickin' it with my shirt off, on some liu kang shit sleep with the sun up like
was them other fools, though It was us the whole time! Them haters tryna deplete my shine like Venetian blinds But sun do what the sun do rise Hit the game like
these streets I took my furlough when I was 3 weeks deep A lot of robbing if you not a goblin I sold weed, but my partner rock a robbin like "Twee lee
and yellow I put it down from the whip To my diamonds I'm in Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black and yellow Stay high like how
trippin', like "Who the hell is this bitch, lookin' a hot mess? What, you fell for this chick?" You know we got problems and you failed to fix it I'm like
in the jungles of Haiti made me Draped in paisley bandannas, suits with Adam Stacey Cigar like Dick Tracy, it's dark, I get spacey Alcohol and laced weed
jumpin' Wreckin' my brain not to try and understand But withstand, is it 'cause I'm a rich man Or just to try to put a brother down in the dirt like quicksand
f**ker to bring me some muh'f**kin weed for this hospital man f**k that Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez and go take about like
accel', it's to my position as we yell This here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen Make that a fine, no If you don't like my bullets, to
