A$AP SHAKUR
† Only God Can Judge Me †
Fuck da money, fuck da fame, dis is real lyfe :: an insight to my trill lyfe.

Name: A$AP SHAKUR
Blowin treez lyke da windy city
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BASS, BLUNTZ, & BAD BITCHEZ
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CHITOWN WE GET D0WN;]
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2headedsnake: Jonathon Bolitho Still / blue
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The days go by & I still think about you..
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Turn my mic up louder I got to say something Light weights step to the side when we come in Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping People on the street they panic and start running Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme, I’m dumping Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping Risk something, take back what’s yours Say something that you know they might attack you forCause I’m sick of being treated like I have beforeLike it’s stupid standing for what I’m standing for Like this war’s really just a different brand of war Like it doesn’t cater the rich and abandon poor Like they understand you in the back of the jet When you can’t put gas in your tankThese fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the cheque Asking you to have compassion and have some respect For a leader so nervous in an obvious way Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day In their living room laughing like “what did he say?”
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o.0 hehehe
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Hawt
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Meditation..