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gonna tell you a lil' 'bout me
I got interested in Architecture at age 3
Minus one. And this wordplay's stoppin' ya'
It's the very math that made 1st

Who'd of thought youngin from a small town would have some flow
Thinking how mama ain’t gone worry bout money no more
It feels good to lay off soma

know why y'all even talkin' to me
I'm just tryna make good songs with my boys
At the end of the day though it's all just noise
Another day that I live

Hate Ourselves

Goodie Mob

AttenCHUN! [Bonus DVD]

2003

but good

Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Guess that's how goes

Oh, we don't love

times
Runnin' from demons inside my mind
Reminiscin' bout the good life
Maybe it'll be alright
Take me back for one day to my childhood
Free of sin,

the good girls at
Think I found one
Say she off limits
But a nigga like me don't got none
When I'm off one a nigga like me gon' talk some
And I ain't gon'

ain't nothing like my old self
They telling me that they miss the old me, I tell 'em oh well!
If I stopped walking with Christ it ain't go well
I'm tryna

understood
Let’s get back to this good good good
Me and marry Jane love strong I just
Had to Rick James make a song bout this
Let me and Thre3-0 have fun bout

Stay ready wit my hands high though
I’m ready for that good life yo
I been on the mans mind
He took me as he planned and beat the devil by

that I know
Yeah, it's all that I know
And you can never tell me nothing
I ride for my clique
I get live with my clique
Go get high with my clique
Do

quarantined
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m Suave tell what you heard bout me
Stuffing these racks in my jeans
I heard that you married to the money (cash)
Cannot let a hoe

loyalty, loyalty
I treat my friends and family like royalty

from me twelve years old
same people around
share my bread with my day ones
forever
over ten

days

Well she's a good lookin', sweet talkin'
Kinda gal that don't look to me too often
I can tell by the way she dress, she probably gettin' straight

We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out

kombucha
Just COLTRANE
5th Ave
Blow
Sax on the block
A great day in Harlem
Well maybe that's the problem
We living for today
We ain't thinkin bout tomorrow

on
KID from the old school
88 fade
Press PLAY
I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One

Girl we could just do it like a boss

She grew up by herself off in these projects
Saw me on the corners, knew that I was back then
First day of school,

good days well)
Why chill out, man
Cause I got a story to tell
About five years ago I began my quest
To be the best deejay in the whole US
There was

Keep pushing 
Tell me bout the life you 
Live
Tell me bout the things you did
Keep pushing 
Tell me about the life you live 
Tell me about the things

gotta tell nobody nothing
Cause they see it on me
They see it on me
They see it on me

Make it look good, don't I?
Put on for hood, don't I?
You would do

Tell me, tell me
How many times have you treated me like a human being
Tell me, tell me
How many times have you looked me in the eye
Tell me, tell me

Robbin' old folk, we don't need no more of that

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child
Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick backyard
Just a 70s baby,

70s 80s

Nightmares on Wax

Mind Elevation

2002

Robbin' old folk, we don't need no more of that

Just a 70s baby, early 80s child
Reminiscin' 'bout the days in the brick backyard
Just a 70s baby,

Runaway

J. Cole

Born Sinner [Deluxe]

2013

him by himself, "What's up Tony?"
"Hey yo, where's the bitches at nigga?"
Where's the bitches?

Yeah, give me my space
Lord ain't enough time to chase