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Pure Prairie League
I'm almost ready
To let you know just how bad I feel
I'm almost ready

To let you loose and find another heart to steal
My
again
'Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin
I fuck her once, don't call her
My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league
NBA, never broke
But I can see the blood on your sins
She calls christ in churches crimson

I've got to take her - Leave her - Take her
Tell me the price if I deliver
By
Understand pure motherfuckin' man

On my side of the world it's lo-lo's and jheri curls
Smokin water by the pearl, runnin' the street wit' double earl's
I did
buck get dumbstruck
By the sight and the sound when the gun bust
Nigga tell me how to, fuck I know the smell of gunpowder
So well that when the shell
The previous was a test for ya, now you in the big league
A black Sine brother, who wouldn't wanna play for me?

Ya last man was a chump and you can tell him
ya, now you in the big leagues
A black Steinbrenner who wouldn't wanna play for me?
Ya last man was a chump and you can tell him I said it
He was
ya, now you in the big leagues
A black Steinbrenner who wouldn't wanna play for me?
Ya last man was a chump and you can tell him I said it
He was
straight OG, you know that I ball ho
I got these bitches looking for me, you should call me Waldo
I tell er to bust it open, bust it like a hog ho
Throw
through
And here we are
In this sweet moment in time

Let me tell you
Thank you for being the friend that you are
It is your trust that has brought us this
heard you call my name
Misled, what's your claim to fame?
Misled, took me by the head
Misled, said I would understand

Misled, with a bomb of broken
moo
Farmer: don't tell me it wasn't cause I saw it and that was out
Cow: moo
Farmer: by at least 3 feet that's how far, come in look there is still
and shuttered by the wind
To tell the tale of Lydia, her legacy begins uprising
Unveiling the absurdity in the tragedy of man
And it's hero the all seeing worm
You know he read a couple books
And now he shoots me dirty looks
As if he thinks he's better than me
A condescending attitude
Well I hate to tell you
at me and tell me what you in this truck for
$pitta brings Chevys out all summer
Winter I'm a slam in the H1 Hummer
95 Air Max, dope runners
Shows
Bartender, liquor, a hundred and ten proof pure grain alcohol
I said barkeep, whiskey, don't keep me waitin'
Come on, come on 'n? hit me

Gimme
Morning, it’s another pure grey morning
Don’t know what the day is holding
When I get uptight
And I walk right into the path of a lightning bolt
bite by the end of the night
I drain tryin' to complain and knees killin' me, right

But you know we got dat hot shit
Known to rock da block and cause
or shine, night or day, whenever you call me it'll be okay
If you want to stop by 'cause you're in the neighborhood
Or if you want me to make you feel real
teaching. 
Learn by Holy Intellect cuzz it's a blessing. 
Teachers study what is spoken through the speaker.
Weaker preacher there's no need for manifestin'.
Morning, it’s another pure grey morning
Don’t know what the day is holding
When I get uptight
And I walk right into the path of a lightning bolt
Her, her, me, man I just can't get enough
All up in my tub, steady poppin bub
Who is she to you when she reply first cuz
Man I can tell they so
company bitch call me Jack Tripper

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
I'm back up in the VIP
In a cloud of smoke
Be poundin' surrounded by all my folks
Give me
heard you call my name
Misled, what's your claim to fame?
Misled, took me by the head
Misled, said I would understand

Misled, with a bomb of broken
a standard call

And so it's time to take a stand
You've seen your life come shaped by foreign hands
And so it's time to make a move
Letting the world