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flat
Mya blow the track

[mya]
I'll be movin' on
So far from where you are
Should I let you know the code
Cause you wasn't what you seemed

Boy
flat
Mya blow the track

[mya]
I'll be movin' on
So far from where you are
Should I let you know the code
Cause you wasn't what you seemed

Boy
flat
Mya blow the track

[mya]
I'll be movin' on
So far from where you are
Should I let you know the code
Cause you wasn't what you seemed

Boy
got another one that just say hey
And Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 Chevrolet

Yeah Roy so cool
That racin' fool he don't know what
pull when I'm too fat to see myâ?¦
Didn't I always tell you I'd stay for 2000 years?
You'd better hope that science fiction doesn't have good ears
Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
To finding the hidden track
If I told you the truth
You wouldn't like what I said

I almost believed I was dead
There'll be no more waiting
You're gonna
What you got hidden up your sleeve?
The tracks of the train that were bidding you to leave
When they say that you should flatter to deceive
Don't
nights and empty streets, sleepy town, humble home
Same old waltz in the wind, by the railroad track
Riding out to a country bridge, moonlight shining
to that (for sure)
No matter what the coast we, be on
Pacific or Atlantic we, stay strong
Foreign or domestically, we conquer
All obstacles
and sinner,
Damnate and divine.
Shaven-headed servant of
An infantile faith -
By what right do you presume
To come and take my place?
If there is one
It's a love song to the self
A story recapped every day
It's a world of bogus feelings
And a world of slow decay
It's a world of laughter hidden
going to end

And the heavens were rolling
Like a wheel on a track
And our sky was unfolding
And itll never fold back
Sky blue and black

And Id
That I got a one-track mind and this track's all mind
The whole three four five six seven eight nine
In the pocket, bursting in the air are rockets
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
(Hidden track on Dysfunction)


Well I know the words, but I can't really speak them 
To you 

And I hide all the pain that I've gained with my
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome 
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured 
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome 
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured 
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where
Wash your hands clean
Don't let anybody see the dirty work
Keep those secrets locked away from sight forever
Hidden safely where your darker side
hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some
Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where
the southside
(ayy, ayy, ain't nothin, ain't nothin, ayy)
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]
Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it
the southside
(ayy, ayy, ain't nothin, ain't nothin, ayy)
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]
Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it