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Albums:

A Tribute to Celine Dion (Patti Lewis) · Plays Celine Dion (New Symphonic Orchestra) · A Tribute to Celine Dion (Celine Dion) · Unison/Celine Dion/The Colour of My Love (Celine Dion) · Plays The Music Of Celine Dion (The Moonlight String Orchestra) · 2 in 1: Celine Dion (Celine Dion) · Let's Talk About Love/Celine Dion (Celine Dion) · Celine Dion/D'Eux/S'Il Suffisait D'Aimer (Celine Dion) · Songs of Celine Dion (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Celine Dion, Vol. 2 (Celine Dion) – and 90 other albums »


Still Lex knows
Gasoline jumper on with the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico 
Bricks Fifteen Five
Celine Dion ties
Two Thousand dollar bubble
Him too
But when they knocked the nails in His hands, Colossians 2
And 15, but yet I still see a common theme
That's plaguing adults, and it's
tax
I'm ready to go up in the warehouse with my ax
And chop up shit until they give my freedom back

Service to what, who
Damn, you got caught
murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and be	's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma
young bucks 
Scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub 
Babysitter would send you to bed 
But she would make me stay up 
So she could give the young
want to us
And that we won''t retaliate

Protect my motherf***in self, by ANY

MEANS, NECESSARY

Right?

'Cause you don''t know me, I don''t know you
So
[Intro 1 (Taken from Freaky)]
I really don't have to tell you much about this one because the song is
like the song is like self-explanatory. You
Bright nights, dark days
For them broads that truly love me and hate to see me live this way
Dark days, bright nights
For when they say you can't live
personal BITCH
You don't know Xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed
I had a very FUCKED UP day, I'm needin this fit
Shuttin motherfuckers up like
young bucks 
Scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub 
Babysitter would send you to bed 
But she would make me stay up 
So she could give the young
my feet
And keep it live and stay in tune with the street
Now let me ask my niggaz (why?)

They say the good die young, in the hood where I'm from
in front of you
But you drive me all the time
You put evil in my mind
I used to sing and say my prayers
Live my life without a care
Now I have
tumor, but I never felt it
The doctor's giving me three weeks to live
Not three weeks till I die, that's three weeks to give
I just wanna tell you that
tumor, but I never felt it
The doctor's giving me three weeks to live
Not three weeks till I die, that's three weeks to give
I just wanna tell you that
cell-lock realm that I'm living in (dog chains?)
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailing,
boxes
If you cross this boss live cautious
Don't make me, don't make me repeat myself
For your safety, because a pilly is beneath my belt
But I don't
young bucks 
Scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub 
Babysitter would send you to bed 
But she would make me stay up 
So she could give the young
is what the letter said

"By the time you get to read this, I'll probably be dead
But when you left in '97 a part of me went to Heaven
I thank God
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes
member let me tell you my autobiography
Ay I can't let it to be frenetic, it must have been genetic
To get in trouble with the law take when I break
I'm
member let me tell you my autobiography
Ay I can't let it to be frenetic, it must have been genetic
To get in trouble with the law take when I break
I'm
my feet
And keep it live and stay in tune with the street
Now let me ask my niggaz (why?)

They say the good die young, in the hood where I'm from