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find a reason to smile
Until I coat it in jewels
Now that I think about it
Y'all niggas really ain't 'bout it
Swear y'all real man you swear y'all real

I'm moving weight, I'm ballin' (Balling!)
Bitch call me Jim Jones
Target practice, red shirt
Bitch call me Ken Bone
Don't wanna get me too'd
Asked

tho I gotta get honest
Man middle finger fuck that college
But man you should go to college
What the fuck im gonna get from college?
cll they gonna tell

white hole's I see reflected in her eyes
Gateways to wondering
Is this man mine?
Contend with me in running
I will take that gazed blushing
And tame

the stakes

I got that woman off my brain
With Jameson and cheap cocaine
And started thinking hard
About my life

I thought maybe I'll have Jim Beam next
And I

Trouble

Princess Superstar

Princess Superstar Is

2002

an Ames parking lot
Have humorous fun pullin' numerous guns on consumers (Run!)
Your man-freaked that, I told John- Get Back
Broke your 8Track A-Dats

yours
My scars older than yours
My hands hold the awards
I fuck with Pharrell but I can't be fooled by allure
Fly so high that I soar, jim jones had

on the hornets
You stunged by a hornet
I'm the bat nigga you  Jim  Gordon
Heard yo powers still so domarment
Take that joint and snort it
I feel like morty when

wasn't
I swear you niggas is stubborn
Still hatin' on the next man
Now ya food gettin' cold watchin'
Other niggas that's grubbin'
I ain't into the subbin'

man's test is the same man's hindsight
One damn check makes a motherfucker shine twice
One plan left 'till I'm next so I grind like;
3 blind mice tryna

the back
Tells me a crazy story about her other friend, that
Was asked by her boyfriend to marry her over text (that's wild)
What's next
We laughed some more

Purse Snatchaz

Onyx

All We Got Iz Us

1995

[Chorus]
There's no sunshine in the city
That's the way it's going down
People kill and people dyin
Every time I turn around

There's no

like Alicia
I'm the man with the W double E D
I smoke that shit every day of the week
I walk around spreading all my love and peace
I know you smell that

What a delay, they were able to, what he would say

Why waste the slot time of the ridiculous rhyme

That's only excused by a generous mind

I kept 'em

a nice ring to it like
A Golddigger supplied by your husband
Only rhymer who does it
Without a mind that is functioned
To be designed as a puppet
I

O I forbid you maidens all
That wear gold in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there

There's none that goes by Carterhaugh

everyday 
The blessings getting bigger
Who's the next to blow 
I'm that Nigga


When the hunger reach hundred percent
The poverty con turn bedspread
I say

Call a military transport
'cause you gon' need protection from the
Man that cut your lifespan short
Pipe bomb with a short fuse
You're right I extort

AND I’M FEELING REALLY REAL HOT

SORRY, ‘XCUSE ME, JIM- HAVE YOU SEEN MY MAN
HE’S ABOUT THE LENGTH OF A QUEEN SIZED VAN
AND HIS BEDSHEET LOOKED BLUE IN

I'd appreciate some change so I
Can be free like a BIRD MAN
This KID KID thinks I'm LUDICROUS gives mE
40 cents I'm like word man
That scene was

I need that money for that zip now
Other day, two muthufuckas went ‘n’ knocked our shit down
I said, word? He said yea, had that gun right by my head

I just graduated from high school and man, was it an experience! I had fun and got all the way to my 12th grade year and was rocked by a worldwide

Banks of the Ohio

Tony Rice

Tone Poems

1994

of what a deed I'd done
I'd killed the girl I loved you see
Because she would not marry me

The very next day about half passed four
The sheriff's men

him beg to repeat and it's
Groundhog season, 'til the fall of the man like the Garden of Eden
I like the way that you be looking when you come through