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and daddy I hope this letter finds everybody well and happy
As for me I'm fine I guess I'm just a little lonesome and a whole lot homesick
I got to Nashville
the people shook up
Off the smoke from the pounds

Pack another bowl in the pipe if you want hell
Maybe we can lace another load make the song sell
Let me
and the flying fish
But he's been enchanted by the pictures
From the satellite dish
So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie
Sends him north to her
and letters
My time is now, bread box is startin' to pile
Home-girl got no style but I'mma lace her
Catch me in a Blazer with a P9 laser
Drunk get twenty five
real thin 
And everybody's gonna want to dance with me 
She loved to have her little fantasies 
She longed to be the wife of jimmy dean 
But Jimmy's
say ock.
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera.
Ba-lang-balang-balang-to-de-man-de-rock-'cause I love thee.
If you live by the sword,
slipping in hail when will we prevail
Fearing jail but crack sales got me living well
And the system's suicidal with this thug's Life
Staying strapped
Pretending not to locin' but you're brokin' 
Let me get you open 
Now little Timmy got his diploma and 
Little Jimmy got life 

And Tamikra around
Pretending not to locin' but you're brokin' 
Let me get you open 
Now little Timmy got his diploma and 
Little Jimmy got life 

And Tamikra around
everybody understand?"
Rounded up all the jocks who used to chase me home from school
Tied their hands and feet and pushed them in the swimming pool
Lined all
from where we get killed
To having all his dreams fulfilled, look out
I got fantasies of being in Italy where the women be
Offering me the cooch-o,
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken,
Words of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three making us free in my
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken
Words of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three making us free in my
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
you up, and then I mend your wounds
But Red Hot Lover's got the Loose Booty
My lyrics amaze the vital juices, want to do me
Like Too Short, too many
deceased
Sad, especially when your rag don't come from much
I'm doin' bad, but they call me playboy
Partner came through in the clutch, reached out
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken
Words of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three making us free in my
they was dealt
Me, myself, I got some issues; I ain't dealin' with yours
Everybody got they own drama, rich or they poor 

They gave me the 25 with
a another girl in the dopeman's life
Not quite a bitch but far from a wife
She's called strawberry and everybody know
Strawberry strawberry is
club, filled with clean rhyme
Gleam like sheam shine, take you ass home to better dream mine

Be out of town from sundown, this block ain't big enough
fantastic flows.
L is the rebel type, I'm rough as a metal pipe,
Fuck a benz, cause I could pull skins on a pedal-bike.
Props, I got the most, no mc comes
give a fuck
He gots 2 just like you
There's a another girl in the dopeman's life
Not quite a bitch but far from a wife
She's called strawberry
in my home and not
Wiping your feet on the rug
The Citron Absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony
Look out for the man with the mask
coming in my home and not
Wiping your feet on the rug
The Citron Absolut has got me bucking no hang with no phony
Look out for the man with the mask
a bitch but far from a wife 
She's called strawberry and everybody know 
Strawberry strawberry is the neighborhood hoe 
Do any thing for a hit are 2 give