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leave by twelve
Go get some head from this bit from the project
That's my lil business
Why you worried about it.
You see them dimples on her back
You

ma mind at home 
Good woman, good weed, good friends, enough 
Fuck ambition, in here we trust 
Ain’t no hard work that we fear, we tough 
Trynna keep

If I Don't Gotta

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

here,
If I don't gotta,
My weed habit, is so close to snorting powder,
Got a few bitches, but it's all about a dollar,
and they don't holla, unless

the pen jot it
On the page then I made paper
Used to pump poison in the
Projects sellin' death to nature
Now all my projects poison Streetz
Done got his

weed
Seed my plants and I lead by faith when I play my jams
And you might think I'm out of tune
But it ain't got shit to do with you
Oh my God

I love to get fly, uh

Gotta get 'em, Ralph Lauren denim
Patches on that ass, my ass a good fitting
1995, I'ma listen to Sublime
Drink that 40

Ghetto

J. Holiday

Back of My Lac'

2007

pressed by the cops
What you know about the hood when it's good when it ain't
Sittin in the stoop witcha weed and ya drank
With the old winos askin if

Rotate

Capone-N-Noreaga

Rotate [Clean]

2009

And hit you with lines of how your O.R.
Good with seein in the field, good with the solo
Half Spanish n**** cook a brick with adobo
Smoke weed holdi'n my

Either way it's no good for your health
He was 14 wildin' (Do it respect)
Do it for the projects, rather do it for myself
Everybody gang gang, till you see

of ours
Famous for burnt out stars
Flamed up hoods and shot up project cars
Cop life more important than yours
Oh nah blue lives don't mean shit
It's an eye

(Lust)
Trust I gotta stay sober G
Too many weeds to grow my tree
She got me hooked but can't be good for me
Dress the color of what be coursing through my

Cut so many ties but I still feel complete (Cut 'em)

Project beast, we just made a whole feast (Feast)
Get real good and they're talking kinda sweet

a plane my bars in flight school
Got a real poetic bitch from Japan, I call her Haiku
Shorty got a good IQ, but she work at the drive-thru
And she crazy

Hard Times

Killah Priest

View From Masada

2000

[Killah Priest]
The prophecies of a poor man end on a train
Take his last breath
Slumps over drops his last bit of change
A mother pacing by her

They never thought this would happen
I should just better myself
I ain't even gotta touch the pussy
That shit get wet by it'self
Nas got me out

just being cool, cause I smoke good weed
Not sitting round me
With a trick up his sleeve
And does not believe, that HAWK will succeed
How dare, you feel

want, still don't give a fuck
This for the game: Wish y'all best of luck
Take 'em church
Down by 56th
Hood credit good like i'm Richie Rich
Pat hold

by my weeds
To church my folk I apologize
I've been comatose even paralyzed I
Been busy working  things my way
Never seem got around to YAWEH
Now it's

to some passion like a lady with patience
Facing my master 
Hope He don't just tell me depart
Hoping i start 
And finish with a pat on my back
Good Job,

pat on the back, like the last pick of the draft
I'll comeback flyer than Tom Brady on some falcons

Just a youngling with his subs woofing
Never

this shit that's on my mind may chill or I may flash
Everyone fighting demons so I won't say that
Trying to keep them guessing like I'm pat sajack
One

when I ran around the corner by Pat house
Now they got my fuckin' boy on the corner
And if I spray the tec, best believe my boy's a goner
Yellin' down

Brick under the seat
A whole thing
Ridin' by the police
Waving like he know me
Cause I'm lowkey
Ridin' dirty
If he ever pull behind me
Imma take him

Cause when I'm done
She cannot stay
Bitch I'm the one
That's why they hate
I fuck for fun
You fuck to feel safe
She outta space
Weed to her brain
Lean