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Habits Old and New (Hank Williams, Jr.) · Habits Old and New (Hank Williams, Jr.) · Bad Habits/Try Biology (Billy Field) · Habits (Neon Trees) · Delinquent Habits [Clean] (Delinquent Habits) · Habits (Neon Trees) · What Were Once Vices Are Now Habits (The Doobie Brothers) · SRH Presents: Supporting Radical Habits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Bad Habits Remixes (Brass Knuckles) · Bad Habits (Brass Knuckles) – and 90 other albums »


of, my nigga you stay up
Locked down now the town gettin' my pay up
It's Project Pat, the haters scream, "Oh no"
Hypnotize stackin' money by the boat
breath of creation
Remembering old deception

Censored!
Project!
Censored!
Project!

The wounds created by the flesh
Seem to be occulted by all of us
Yeah,it's on for the 1-9-9-9
Project Pat in this hoe
Putting this ghetto bump in ya speaker
Hypnotize done made it 
You know the business hoe
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Hello, hello, hello?

[Boogelou] (talkin)
Pat, what's up man, what's up?

[Project Pat] (talkin)
Boogelou, what's up man?
Man
the sun
Ho oh

Like the man on the subway
Sitting across from me
And every time I looked at him he smiled
And by the time
I got to the end of the subway
Supreme comes to give his boy a pat and a pound, put his hoodie on the couch, his Timberlands up on the chair so his bitch can bring him a beer. So, this is
I got them rocks to get you high but you twenty short
A newport is all I can give ya' player
So push on project pat ain't no perpetrater
collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home

Who was ground down in the end
nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too
nigga rocking reptiles
I'm whooping on this beat like a step child
Big ring on and a charm to match
Ya my role model was Project Pat
Life is too
collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home

Who was ground down in the end
and winning Oscars

Yeah, 365 Mafia, Project Pat, Lyfe Jennings
If you can believe, you can achieve every damn bug
'Round us a good day, yeah

Seventeen years
the sun
Ho oh

Like the man on the subway
Sitting across from me
And every time I looked at him he smiled
And by the time
I got to the end of the subway
to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat
Project Pat to fall but the money piles
*** know I'm off the chain, wild as a child
There ain't no need to ask, gangsta's my style

Kept my street,
sealed in 
The projects, lifeless like a Vietnam vet 
Constant war, sever threats of enemy conquest 
Crooked cops comb my building complex that's in
and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Hurt
done by Mr. Zappa that I think are unfair to our country.

I think, from the beginning, to say that this is going to be balanced, when he has this
get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize Cat
Hurt me in my
the fabrics
Dynamics, I want the fame
And my name engraved in granites
This the lane, and I came to grab it
Yeah, you moving sideways, change your habits
I stop by the club, 'cause it ain't shit else to do it 
I'm on the guest list, it's E-Swift plus two 
Stepped to the bar, 'cause, it's a bad habit
of the pen sober
Just to come home to see his wife surrounded by stems
He embraced her thinkin' that nothin' was wrong
And he got into the habit now corruptin'
waves making ripple effects
Situations etched, lessons in stone tablets
For the reference to the habit
Forming addictions to the memories of past shit
that countin' up somethin'
Seems the only way you can live

In love with a mattress that was somewhat outta place
Where due to old habits it can
beside of me
Damn, no pain, no gain, some I'ma hurt you
Breaking knees and elbows like I used to break my curfew
My mama used to tell me if a nigga ever