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usually greener 
Life is usually meaner 
I'm like Ike I die for 
I'd rather be released 
Than controlled by the beast 
It's not my fault 
You're not
the golden arm 
He admits to the forest fire
That he started up from a lack of something better going on
Tell your friends it's a four alarm 
Just a smoke
rosy
By reuniting
Two heads are better

Than what I hear
Let's kiss and make up
No use to break up
We need each other, dear

Why should we shake
By reuniting

Two heads are better
Than what I hear
Let's kiss and make up
No use to break up
We need each other, dear

Why should we shake up
I-I didn't know that I-till I tasted you)
(I didn't know that I-I didn't know that I-till I tasted you)
By the way, by the way, you do things to my
The pale horse is given the force
Die by the sword, sickness and plagues

Souls that are in slain
Testimony maintained
The sun a black snake
That's great, it starts with an earthquake
Birds and snakes, an aeroplane, and Lenny Bruce is not afraid

Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. 
Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep 
Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Monday`s calling you too early when you`re sound asleep
Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in
circlin', two cuts on shorty mugged
Streets turn by the fliest of bug
It's switch the e-shit fucker
I take rhymes like a piss
Eat the beats like tuna fish
ass vibrate
Make that ass vibrate, shake that shit till you
Start an earthquake

[Verse 2: Rasheeda]
Bend over and touch ya toes, blow smoke got ya
Chorus 4X
"One, two, yeah and you don't stop"
"One, two, huh and you don't stop"

"Ah check it out"

[O.C.]
Style like somethin the microphone fiend
Gucci mane
Two things
Trap house

Gucci mane in the building (Gucci, Gucci)
Laflare, big kat (laflare)
Say we got it like that (like that)
a monitor in the hallway
I'm all day on the grind with a 4-way

Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange
Every word I use might mean two thangs
Young Gucci
does

But you don't work here anymore
It's just a vacant 3 by 4
And they might fill your place
A temporary stand-in for your face
This happens all
you want me to
You, I would die for you
Two, three, four you

I would die for you
I would die for you
You, I would die for you
You, I would die
you want me to
You, I would die for you
Two, three, four you

I would die for you
I would die for you
You, I would die for you
You, I would die
you want me to
You, I would die for you
Two, three, four you

I would die for you 
I would die for you 
You, I would die for you 
You, I would
said "Today's a good day to die."
But he never really was a big fan of their work
So he starts up the walk by kicking sand in the dirt
A friend
Seven Day Weekend
Gary U.S. Bonds

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep
Bells are
you want me to
You, I would die for you
Two, three, four you

I would die for you 
I would die for you 
You, I would die for you 
You, I would
on the system
Totally void of judgment purposely made to twist em'
Emotional victim blackmailed by the henchmen
Framed by intentions
Inventions whereby they
crooked eye 
Four metal street soldiers, born to die 
Put 'em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime 
Niggaz can't be touched here, the true and livin'
a little more driven"
One mind, two hands, four walls
She says Babylon's gon' fall
She'll tell you the signs since everybody's dumb
She'll be home waitin
Tazmanian, rebel, new Wu tycoon
Two thousand-five lyrics, you'll catch on soon
New entrepreneur, no match to go to war
On tour, blowin smoke out the four by