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head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, were gonna get out

Tonight, maybe
turning my head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, we're gonna get out

Tonight
turning my head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, we are gonna get out
to serve, another 120 days

You rise in the presence of our libertinage
Taste all the pleasures of sin
Your one desire controlled by perversion, Compelled
I believe
In six days and a rest
God is good
I do confess
I believe
In Adam and Eve
In a tree and a garden
In a snake and a thief

I
I believe
In six days and a rest
God is good
I do confess
I believe
In Adam and Eve
In a tree and a garden
In a snake and a thief

I believe, I
days.
[This will even prevent masturbation]
You rise in the presence of our libertinage, taste all the pleasures of sin.
Your one desire controlled by
Where is the plight
With the most stars
Where do you drink
By echo guitars
What’s the best shore
Seen from a boat
Miniature heads that 
Color
even got the life support
Machines shook to keep you breavin
I'm beef increasing, bees season
You can peep my 8 by 10 photos
In the 1-20 prison
I'm
'Cause he was great c'mon
I'm on the one mission
To get a politician
To honor or he's a gonner
By the time I get to Arizona

I got twenty five days
shots through the mazi, tryina take me out
Brought myself to the hospital, fuck the daries
Leaking out 3 holes but still didn't panic
120 on the freeway,
and they don't
You got a 120 days do what you want
But as for me coming back this be my last time
Abort me, keep me, give me away, make up ya mind
and they don't
You got a 120 days do what you want
But as for me coming back this be my last time
Abort me, keep me, give me away, make up ya mind
young, she young, she young 

I hit the 21 blocks each and every day 
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders in each and every way 
No sweat, 'cause if I sweat
tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Take a chance you stupid ho!

Like an echo pedal, you're repeating yourself
You know it all by heart
Why are you standing in
Friday night again and I get a new Benz 
Bus' a left on 120th - I see you slippin' 
This nigga's in my hood tell me how can this be 
Gotta thank
hymic maneuver
I breathe life in the fire
When my designs are tight like pliers
Born in a pillow of barbed wire
Taught by Ebenezer Scrooge in my mom's
day
Where-ever you get caught slippin' at that's where you lay

And like they say nigga no face, no case
As long as these goons are lurkin' these
Jeder Tag ein Geschenk als hätte ich B-day
Drück auf Replay während sie künstlich Beef suchen
Sitz' ich da und ess' ein Filet
120 der Brustkorb wächst
like that 
With them [unknown] tux 
Draped in all black 
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits 

Bangin back in the day juss to get
slammin venezuelas
That got the taylor
And let me louie
He got that 50 shot uzzie by my Jacuzzi
95 and niggaz die for these hoojies
rollin wit killaz that
out-weight them
120 to 85, and y'all quickly advance to a 360
From 360 to 720 to 1540, you just a shorty
You think ya cipher zero is the only number that's
like that 
With them [unknown] tux 
Draped in all black 
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits 

Bangin back in the day juss to get
For real I came charged off the Staten Isle
I'm like three or four down twisted
Givin' away smoke
Sweatin' takin' off my coat
Money walked by all fly
in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shooting shit up like Frank Nitti
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck