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you've been crying instead
Feel like you're drowning, lying in bed
Feeling so heavy, going deep this time, deep this time
Looking at 40, acting like
served by the nigga, the nerve at the throat 
You think you bad but bitch you never had 
A nigga to give more heart attacks than Fred Sanford had
When it hurts so bad (when it hurts so bad)
When it hurts so bad (when it hurts so bad)
Why's it feel so good? (when it hurts so bad)
(When it hurts
to conquer no worlds
Just live in your world with pride

I hope that you can understand
That I'm a good man, feeling bad
Lights on the highway, hypnotize
"I'm gonna send to you, a two by two
Every good and living thing
But gather up your family and shut the door
'Cause Brother, it's gonna rain"

For forty
The gold ran dry in '54 so with a broken hand
He packed his bags and headed south across the Rio Grande
The town was mean and brutal for a gringo
of a verse being read
I'mma go and get some head off the strength of my music
I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat
Capitalize That, and your weave look good
of a verse being read
I'mma go and get some head off the strength of my music
I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat
Capitalize That, and your weave look good
of a verse being read
I'mma go and get some head off the strength of my music
I tell a bad b**** your a** too fat
Capitalize That, and your weave look good
Nigga, no offence
Sorry if you're offended
Riding high like I'm on 54 inches
Man, I'd rather chill with 54 bitches
Ch-chill like, ch-chill like
uh! staggerin from side to side
We the loudest homeboys in my neighborhood
We look real bad but we feel so good
My thirst is quenched but my cravin
Out in Arizona where the bad men are,
And the only friend to guide you is an Evening Star,
The roughest, toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy
and spins 'round
And with one good shot, just one good shot
He brings that villain right down
In true "Hour Western" manner

Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad
lost, lost a good pair of shoes in a mud hole
And I chopped and weeded forty eight rows of short cotton

Thirteen acres of bad corn, I cut the sticker
It's just the same thing every day
It's only bad news coming my way
Another war, there's a film at eleven
Another crime from the heart of man
I can
lost, lost a good pair of shoes in a mud hole
And I chopped and weeded forty eight rows of short cotton

Thirteen acres of bad corn, I cut the sticker
of a whore
Always wanted by the law

Wouldn't you like to know ?
Wouldn't you like to know people ?
Great King Rat was a dirty old man
And a dirty old
what
Well you can suck my dick, you can thank a nigga when
Cause we gone bring it to your ass fa sho what, huh

[Rasheed]
Uh 59 I-10, forty five
Six
Looking back on the days when I was scuffling for a buck
Not overly concerned with life and love
I was always feeling sorry for myself and my bad
Talk tougher than james cagney
Act smarter than charlie chan
Love longer than valentino
Or you never will be a man
I saw him down at the drive-in
forty-four beneath my head.

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's 

I'm straight cookin' them thangs 

Movin' weight like I should 

'Cause a nigga livin' good 

Don't
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's 

I'm straight cookin' them thangs 

Movin' weight like I should 

'Cause a nigga livin' good 

Don't
rich, 40 chicks in the mix
How freaky can shorty get
Domino effect, one by one, they all go down
I'll be done by the sun... up
I got stamina
If I can't
Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shinny shell suits and drinking