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on the open glade that it was a shallow grave,
But not Craig, See cause Craig is nieve plus he smokes weed everyday,
he thought there was money buried in that

silver plate with a
Fookin doyley on it?

CRAIG: To be honest
In this house I'd be grateful
For a cuppa that
Doesn't taste like it's been sieved
Through

had on Roc chain?
You got the same rocks in
Ya chain as that boy, we not the same
Boy I got a aim and a
Big nose that'll blow through tissue
It's (s)

verse is the story
Of a boy named Craig
Newmark, whose arc did start while
Parked at a job
Doing computer security for Charles Schwab
In '94 the bubble

On "Craig: Happy to
Help" you? Fookin happy to help?
That’s a fookin joke for starters!

CRAIG: Up yours! Women like a man in uniform

KAREN: yeah, when it’s

day
Your bitch creamin', man, that shit, it look like Fun Dip

K2 and Rez , boy, we back up on that one shit
On that one shit that make a nigga tap

I'ma spaz out, bout to crash out
Don't make me get mad, I ain't tryna lash out
I'ma changed man, don't make me bring my past out
Lotta nights when

Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man, had to shatter fools
That's 'til I put my eyes on you
Goddamn, sweetheart you got some thighs

Thug N U Thug N Me [Jamie Mix]

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man, had to shatter fools
That's 'til I put my eyes on you
Goddamn, sweetheart you got some thighs

and the other two left him
The boy try dash when i back my weapon
Cah you know that six will get him
Get man down dont care what you're repping
Get man down dont

Slicker Than Your Average

Craig David

Slicker Than Your Average

2002

song

(That's foolish man, what's he got now
7 million albums? Ha!)

They said I wasn't from the streets
When I was working behind the scenes
Shit

put it straight up in her ass
Cause she all about the racks
You will never see her stress
And I make her ass clap
That’s a whole lotta hands
Yeah I’m

jeans
Ok she rock a lotta tags
She wonder with the bag
Yeah she tryna be in my bed
But all she get is head
I heard she looking for a man but I just need

bro push and re-up in Philly
What little do we know 'bout his Philly connect
That nigga T had fear bleed, he'll filll he correct
Craig re'd-up once,

the fuck up) fore' I call your name wrong
What's up with this college it's a lotta garbage man
I'm sitting in an air conditioned room with just a fan
What

goin on in this ho
(Boy issa) whole lotta woes
Whole (woe) lotta woes
Whole (woe) lotta woes
Whole (woe) lotta woes
Relocate (yeah)
You a reprobate (uh

Remember the past like a elephant
Woah woah woah woah woah
I know some shit that's way deeper then this
Ancestors told me boy don't tell em shit
Never ever

I'm trying to manifest
Living that life boy you can't fathom it
Live everyday on some average shit, let's spend a few weeks up in Paris shit
In Senegal

deepened as the embryo advanced in form

Though Morgan's wife was betrayed by her husband
Yet she can't afford a disgrace. What's her stand?
OK! She cooked

on the dresser

Ain't nothin' special man, I sold it all yester'
Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin' Tesla
Ain't no pressure when you got a little extra
Put

gnarly
Got that cottonmouth so I'm sippin' on Starry
Only toke never snortin' on Charlie (nah)
(Aye, your turn Connor)

(Fire on that shit boy)
Freak in

pec
And now i'm feeling a little mellow (felling a lil mellow)
We always get our lick back
How you think that we wouldn't catch you (think that we

I'm in the studio with killers smoking cookies
And when I'm deep inside that pussy it get mushy
And she got caught with the swipes I had some

and tossed out
In the street hard
And end up run over
By street cars
Damn

If I had a lotta money
I would buy the world
If I had a lotta money
I would buy you