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drink a fifth Load the nine, leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip My new girl is on Glee and shit, probably making more money than me
his chest up The hollow tips ripped his vest up son is messed up and blessed up; call my cast up it's time to dress up Four-fifth
Ughh ughh yeah This is Beanie Seigel That Philly cat playin' wit that silly rap Put your weight up not your hate up niggas You know how you
will remember your name and face On the day you were judged by the fun house cast And I will rejoice in your fall from grace With a cane to the sky
girl is on Glee and shit Probably making more money than me and shit I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one I got 99 problems, getting
One day you opened up your eyes inside of you Inside a world inside a universe you didn’t get to choose You didn’t get to pick the rules or pick
What's Up ho? (bust down) A brother I'm chillin' like, A you heard bout ya boy last week? I seen him at that mall kissin' his bitch in the mouth she be
no dough, fo'sho' You can be my best friend but Em might get mad Don't call me Daddy bitch, I fuck better than your dad Let me get up in that ass
the junkyard in the summer in the dumpster by the river in the old house in the wood and in the neighborhood you can try to make it up to me by the doorway where
pants is saggin' with 'bout 30 bands Masquerade in New Orleans when I spotted Jasmine Cedar pull up in Atlanta with Bizzy That's bird winner business,
there was laughed at But when I backtracked, (?) Blast back Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that But fact is you don't fuckin'
gon give you fags a look Bitch boy I'm gay bashin, consume my gun I never hated fags till I got sued by one My mental picture is paintin me something
childlike creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catchin' up with me Takin' my inner child, I'm
why) 'cause I got her open (Alright) That pussy soakin' (Uh) Fuck is you promotin' (Uh) Yea, you claim you rage, you hatin' like you live in Oakland
Privacy glass Down halfway, reflections cast On office buildings as I pass Bitch feeling some kind of way Sitting right next to me thinking 'bout
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!) KC MO stand up, young niggas represent Ey, ask me what I
in the dirt You swear the bitch was planted My lyrics motivate the planet It's similar to Rhythm Nation But thugged out, forgive me Janet Who's in
on all the hoes, my niggas is over height Shooting up your phantom night and call your shit the holy ghost Mercy, lord would you please have mercy
bitch don't play ( eat a ?) My reflection is insanity that's all that I can see that's all that I can really truly be (yeah) Brought up in a world
own vault My child-like creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me, taking my
creativity, purity and honesty Is honestly being prodded by these grown thoughts Reality is catchin' up with me Takin' my inner child, I'm fighting for
a twister The setting is a sinister slum where sex ain't sacred By thirteen she was pro-active and naked Had a gift to give but she would tend a path not
Christ said those of you without sin, cast the first stone Those of you without ends, blast the first chrome Is it the prophecies of Deuteronomy That
all them cat fights Domestic violence (Is that right?) But you love the dog Gave me the spotlight And now I'm growing up Showing up Blowing up
time flow I live by the code, style is mad P.L.O. My crew swarm in, tell a bitch please Didn't mama tell you about the birds and the bees?