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there working just getting by
He breaks his back to keep his family fed
It's all that matters much to him
Tomorrow morning he'll roll out of bed
Do it
I promise to protect and serve my family
And the ones I love
By all means
It’s my call of duty

Woke up, family calling my line
Real shit,
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
Smoke good, eat good, live good

I used to want to see the penitentiary
Way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face
cause you better buy you a car,
You better buy you a phone
You better buy somewhere to stay or I'ma walk right by you

I don't know what's going on baby?
the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard 'so you off touring?'
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
to you by adrenaline and good rap
Black [Pendleton] ball cap
(West, west, west)
We don't share the same synonym fall back
(West, west, west)
Been in it
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters

Verse 1:
[Willie D]
So many problems that exist in my
wagon
Step out, jeans sagging, crew laughing
Getting blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece
Nothing but the dog in me needing to be released
This
It breaks up families, it's more like a disease
'cause it's tension, did I mention it's the governments invention,
Dollar dollar bill ya'll
Currency
rydin' with god
???Me and my squad nigga, you get beat???
Now we ballin but remember how it used to be
So regardless, don't let nothing come between our
Never claimed to be a model citizen, but I'm getting by
Used to drink and once I ate a whole cigarette,
But now I'm doing fine
Had to work out
say a circle is pointless

Live from LA River Drive
But some are happy enough
To know they're getting by
Where some are at their lowest
When
God he blew breath in my lungs 

Chino makes the world go round 
The Illest 
Blame God he blew breath in my lungs 

Don't call it a comeback
why
People call me that.
Some used to call me Mr. Big
But I had to flip
Now they call me Mr. Ruffle Cup
Cause I'm all about my chips
Matter 'fact
Ooh
How we do it
It's all about the music
It's all about the music

Everyday, day
It seems it's getting shorter
As the world turns round and round
Jackie Greene Hollywood Lyrics
She?s a dream, she?s a dream 
Getting caught up in the scene 
Like a used car bought off of Mr Vaseline 
She?s
narcotics and I sell a little blow 
I ain't getting rich now but I'm gettin' more than by
It's really tough to make a living but a man just got to try

If
Caspain' Sea
Satan draggin' his key, Wu-Family's the faculty
K.P., K.P.

"Am I a good man? Am I a fool?
"Am I?"

He used to sling in the stairwell
After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front
Ain't nothing more important than this success, than getting it

Where my real niggas that's gon'
getting my stride.)

Dig a hole for a broken man,
A man who could not cry,
Always a slave in a vacuous age,
Much passed him by.

And I know what
member, of your family is getting ill
Tell me it isn't so, tell me it isn't real
In the mist of all the drama, you take a lil' time to kneel
To deal you
and a life jail suit
Especially when all of my bills are paid for
And God answer everything that I pray for

Oh, living in the spotlight
Oh, if it's too hot,
that be looking so stupid
Getting in the fights at reunions
She used to be inspired by the writers, now she's tired of the biters
No desire for
North Carolina
not an hour from her home town
and we used to play the same pizza parlor pinball

and there's a glance in time suspended as I wonder