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life when I wrote part 2, and now it's just all coming full circle, and uh, I had this foresight when I wrote part 2 that by the time that I wrote part

Jumping bitches off the vert
Throw these dollars make them work
Silly ass dancer think she gonna get me with all that mileage, no she won't
Easily broke

bowls
I ain't stuntin no bitch I can't trip on no hoe
Niggas talkin bout beef man that shit getting old
Told that bitch give me her body she broke
I'm

obsessed
But say real you there to celebrate all my successes
Oppressed by pressed more or less
Started of local with Cortez hot as
A sauna in the middle

all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all

wrote
Betta just em to leave me alone

Dito go crazy n stupid
Dito be making that pussy go humid
Burning that nigga he turned into fluid
Talk to nobody

bands , make her dance, while she drop it low
Bitch, I'm just sayin', I run it like it's cardio

I've been that man, it's the hardest shit I ever wrote

pick her up and drive her around town
She said ooouu baby boy you be driving me wild
Cuz I'm way to cute and she like my style
Now that's all she gotta

might be misunderstood
It's not that wrong, I think its right
If you stay home one single night
And see ya, Caroline
Is all that she wrote
It's not

Summertime

Downtown Science

Downtown Science

1991

make sure I got on the freshest gear
And sport the type of girlie make ya stop and stare
And sweat, cause that's the type to get
All you gotta do is play

to be
But now I lay here by myself
With that note that you had wrote to me
still sitting on my shelf

Guess who's moving on
That's right, I'm moving on
My

Jesus Walked That Lonesome Valley

Elvis Presley

The Million Dollar Quartet

1990

gotta go there all by yourself

Now mother walked that lonesome valley
Now mother walked, she walked it, walked by herself
Oh, ain't nobody else could

I get love everywhere, anywhere I plan to go (Yeah)
If this is all she wrote then what I have is so special (So special)
My friends became fam they

ticket ticket
Divine timing she wrote this down got that wiki wiki
Wait
Waited to creep up from the side
Bound to get freaky freaky
Deep down I seen this

All I ask is change
I need her by my side
I can't leave her behind
All this time remains
Blood rushin' like I got hypertension
Is there somethin'

cye aye shots in Miami got me tripping with all the hoes 
I just fucked a bitch off the perc that's all she wrote 
She tryna run through the league

Me and shorty matching heat like it's Sadie Hawkins
She enamored by my speech I'm the slickest talking
It's ballgame for the weak the mayor back in

that
My body turnin' blue, hey
Drive so many whips, I can't
Find a Bentley coupe, ayy
Keep them shottas with me and
They all ready to shoot
Rollie full

for you, so you know your boy's feeling that love in the air for you//

She Urban missionary, Queen urban missionary, the way you bring the word like

she's unresponsive as she has run out of words
He takes that as a sign to ask for a picture the second time
This time she responds by blocking him
All

fighting thru that pain
You the only one that had me dawg
She a bad, bad, bish
She turning up all in traffic
Pretty Young Thang in a fast whip
Ain’t trust

blank rage, they shot him and took his life
(Y)
Yusef Hawkins was shot down
In 1989, by some racist clowns
(Z)
Zamiel Crawford was chased to his

all that.
A penny for your thoughts,
a dollar if you'll agree with me.
(Hang on i'll get my wallet)
I got a hundred if you'll sleep with me.
That chick

she wrote
We Gotta up turn up to soul

This is for my niggas outside all winter
This is for my aunties outside cooking dinner
This is for them granny's