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find me soon
I can't hide inside this room
I'm waiting for the boys to come
Then we can move out one by one.

New thing from London Town.
New thing
and dumb, you bleed, boy

Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws
Profits from both sides of the law
I feel sympathy for his philosophy
If you're
some say we pro-black boy we professional 

We missed a lot of church so the music is our confessional 

Get off the testicles & the nut sacks
You come into the world kicking and screaming 
The clock starts tickin' with the breath you're breathing 
Tiny hands, tiny feet, and all you do is
Cigarette fingers ember stain
Incriminating notes on a paper chain
Did you ever get the feeling that you've been cheated'
I wanna bust out I've
and breaking out is just wishful thinking
You go nowhere in a nowhere town
We're growing up by falling down
We love the songs because we live the songs
In
You come into the world kicking and screaming 
The clock starts tickin' with the breath you're breathing 
Tiny hands, tiny feet, and all you do is
[U-God]
Yo yo
I was born with this magnet, warned by the dragnet
About my dirty habits, I got to have it, the super-glow
Deuce Bigelow - Male Gigolo
Bank on the best
Who drop it like an Acme anvil-lain
Freeze your chest to leave you breathing ill
How about Jean and a fifth of Nyquil in ya
in seep 
Shoes off, scratching the feet ready to eat 
We blowed, swerving in the road 
Send 'em home perving, early in the commode 
Live by
and done

It's so much more when you chilling by the shore
Living life to decor, spending nights at the fall
Season, no Venetians just drapes and rails
Followed by a mode,l I ain't even cop a bottle
See me GP and I ain't even hit the throttle
Mansion not listed, why'all got me twisted
Only young boys shop
and gone
Our lives went by so fast

I faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor
Where I laid and told you, but you sweared you loved me more

Do you
where my folks at
Better know that some say we pro-black boy we professional
We missed a lot of church so the music is our confessional
Get off
where my folks at
Better know that some say we pro-black boy we professional
We missed a lot of church so the music is our confessional
Get off
trips
I want to sail the Bahamas
On my own cruise ships

I want acres of land
I want papers in hand
I want stocks and bonds
All pros no cons

Hey
me.
So what I really wanted all along been camouflaged by deed?
I'm not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
California dreams,
Where we sick of boring
the thought, I can find the calm
That's why we close our eyes to concentrate
The cons debate, against the pros talking first degree
Murder on the clock, they
T'cha t'cha, that boy is a t'cha
I want you all to understand I'm down with BDP
I got so many styles, but I'm not an MC
I am a teacher teaching
ooh ooh

Let's get gone 
Let's get gone 
Walk it out (now walk it think about it, aw snap) 
Now rock rock rock rock 
You can do it all by yourself
blue can hang with real homies
Ese you get trapped up and slapped up
Drag your ass the the woods, you get wrapped up and capped up
Low Pro run
blue can hang with real homies
Ese you get trapped up and slapped up
Drag your ass the the woods, you get wrapped up and capped up
Low Pro run
on do I know she fucked three of my dogs
I caught her walking out the alley down by the mall
She fucked Wayne, Juve, Turk I know she ain't got no walls
kids for leathers
What drug? Faculties bubble keys for G's
Cream flow like seven seas, hit chicks Guyanese
Word up, hold your head before you fall out
cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow

Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had