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[cagedinspirations-blog]

NIGHTMARE OF A KING; DREAMS OF A HUSTLER

I don't make the rules

Sitting at the round table studying my crew

Listening more & talking less

There's a snake in the grass so you know what's next

Not quite there but almost

7 figures was in the horizon, for the next shipment was a boat load

Been waiting on this moment now it seems I won't make it

The crown gets heavy, why so many can't maintain it

I clear my throat at the room causing it to quiet

Right before I stand up & out 3 shots in wyatt

My day one nigga ad a wire sits in his cuffs

Bandanna boy bends down quickly & yokes the other one up:

"How much time do we have?" Studdeerimg "I, I, I don't know"

"How much time do we have?"I cock the hammer back "A hour tops no moe"

Staying staying cool pressure, decisions must be made

As ten pairs of eye's turn & face me, anticipating the next play

"Put the bodies in n wheel barrels & po it em by in the trunk

,"Clean out the safe &,; somebody please shoot this dumb fuck?"

Heart pounding, mind racing knowing this could happened one day

Thinking bout my daughter's smile & all the things I still wanted to say

Her - her mother, the Queen of my castle

"Your son's growing into a great man, what more are after?

"When is enough enough, when will you be satisfied?"

But I jus smile & joke "when the world is mine"

Grabbing her mind, helping her relax & forget

Dreams of a hustler, major goals since day one

A million in the bank with a beautiful daughter & son

King of the castle, in front of me my dreams quickly turns to a nightmare

Focusing back on what's in front of me, I turn around & then hear

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!! "SHIT!! they're already here

But ready I will out & head on face my worst fear

Saying a silent prayer & whispering to my kids, that daddy will always love them

In the moment I wish I listened before 4 shots forever took me from them

Messiah Divine

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BLACK GLITTER & DEVIL'S GOLD

That nigga, the world knows me

A a hustlers son since I could walk & speak

Fought to be known, as let it be known

Pretty nigga, but always with the clip & crown

Nightmares of a King, Dreams of A Hustler

Mental tears for all the distressed & crying mothers

But it's the price we pay to dance with the devil in the pale moon light

The price for playing chess w/ God in this wicked Game called life

Laughing & joking table full of weed & Coke

Winters coming, confiding that I'm bagging wifey & me new fur coats

Fucked me up seeing the look of deceit in my niggas eyes

& the smell of jealousy from knowing the plot was coming for what was mines

I did what was taught to us from the beginning of our time

Survival of the fittest, so I introduce him o father time

Now looking down at a fatherless child, I do for forgiveness for my sins

Our father whom arts in heaven, guide me in this wicked Game in which I'm just tryna win

Messiah Divine