DON?T LET IT WIN Don?t let it break the love of kin DON?T LET IT WIN The dark division, it?s time to break through the divide Time to think, right the
you are? It can't be over! It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga gimme a drink. And tha haters can't stand it. They can't believe
take 'em in the middle of July With tha drop top down in the park When it's summerin' These ice creams lookin so fly That I just cant lie It all
tha drop top down in the park When it's summerin' These ice creams lookin so fly That i just cant lie It all seems too bewildering They got these grown
...) Divide Divide Divide Divide Divide Divide, break apart and divide Divide Divide Divide Divide Divide Divide, break apart and Divide Divide Divide Divide Divide Divide, break apart and divide Divide Divide Divide
walls divide on all sides of the edge It flips over, now I'm in a barber's chair With the clips closer to the God but it's sharp enough to part my hair
I spit on your stage rehearsal I'm sick My album is like one long Aids commercial (yuck!) I'ma take your worst nightmare Divide it by fair and multiply it
a Blood, is he Crip? Is he that, is he this? Did he do it? Y'know, ehh Look.. If I shoot you, I'm brainless Different toilet, same shit, and I'm sick
these hoes strippin till it's part of the mornin I love a fat chick, with a body enormous It ain't about the weight yo it's how they performin My dash
Til I spit and you jump back on the dick of the one Accurate wit' a gun Mathematician wit' funds Minus a fifth of that rum Divide it with the hunger Times it
what?s happening it fuels the rage in my eyes give to this pressure not for the world so is this ignorance or blatant disregard just fake position it
forty cal packaz, and all of my thug niggaz so I'm just rapping just what you see trick I take it to the streets quick I let it be known what you gone
sweater Leaving me shell shocked steady getting ready for a header I don't think I'll ever make it alone Standing on the edge of the great divide You're pushing all
all of my pride Don?t look inside Now hang on while I brick-lay lies Rebuilding my disguise I?m so sick of hiding I?m so sick of fighting I am the navigator It
, we say fucK y'all all in the battle we, battle we, battle we. This is what it sounds like [this is what it sounds like, this is what it sounds
it in love wit this drug shit, loyal and all for it whats a nigga to do? wit no cash at 22 take it, or find the best way to make it fast my mans rakin
about it, I rap about it 'cause they do it My music's the conduit to a ticket, I live it Bitch, nigga, I cook it an' pitch it By the prints that bought
