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again

Weather's murder at a hundred and three
William Ray shot Corabell Lee
A yellow dog knows when he has sinned
You wanna walk away and start over
With kush and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
You Know I'm talkin' bout

Shout out to Gun Play. Shout out to T.O.
Shout
With kush and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
You Know I'm talkin' bout

Shout out to Gun Play - Shout out to T.O.
out Park Town
Big Gator one who made this song
I play it so real, I play it by ear
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout cowboy
But J Prince is real
again

Weather's murder at a hundred and three
William Ray shot Corabell Lee
A yellow dog knows when he has sinned
You wanna walk away and start over
Little inner city Willie/much like myself
Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth
Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC's/
Glamour
Sermon: 

This is Erick Sermon  one of God's children of billions 

With more Hype than Williams 

Maintain millions so when the world get close
country, they can really get to it
Country colors are shades of Sawyer Brown
Red Foley, Lee Greenwood,I love all those sounds
I get hungry for some
right!" he gave me a haircut and I walked out of there friends, my hair was gone! Made Kojak look like William Lee Golden. Yeah, had a tremendous craving
Sermon, one of god's children of billions
With more hype than Williams
Maintain millions so when the world get close to ending
My squad prepare for squad
songs that ever been never spin
In heavy rotation ever again
If I don't do a song to insight millions
Or get a video done by Hype Williams
If there's
gone drown me.
Spike lee was definitely talkin bout me when he made that movie 'jungle fever'.
'cause I like em a little bit darker
Take it from
I. Overture
Words and Music by Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, and Neil Peart 

"And the meek shall inherit the earth." 

II. The Temples of Syrinx
tired I want to cry 

But I met Harlan Howard here 
And I smiled at Lee Sklar 
And now I'll sit and sneak a beer 
While I sing my songs for these
still continue to disrespect

The thing I'm talkin' about is an essence 
A foreign fragrance with a presence
That you can't see with the naked eye
Yeah
Yeah

Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my
Listen to your song, I have to pop a roofie first
'Cause I am nuclear, when I walk in a booth it's church

I'm on some Bruce Lee Enter the Dragon shit
running straight through my head
Lights red, and I can't make moves, I work hard
And I thought it would have been nice to buy papa dukes some shoes
nigga 
I ain't finished talkin' 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns

I'm
in red bottoms
Great weed, nice homes, bread proper
Tec nine, one chamber, top shotta
Bentley coupe, new yacht, my helicopter
Born broke, real
Now when the big bad wolf got in grandma's house
And Little Red Riding Hood was scared as a mouse
Well, just like her I'm scared through and through
From ring tones she sing my songs at the karaoke
She call me baby all day like I'm Bryan Williams
The new hip-hop landlord I'm 'bout to buy
ours
Caught in ghetto tragedy

I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee
And recognize the importance of family
Hand me a joint, good music and room to breathe
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
down; Lord, it's a pretty sight
Red and blue across the water makes a wonderful song
Listen to it all night long
Everybody's got a mountain to climb