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please take your aim at me 

Cherish the thought 
Of always having you here by my side 
Cherish the joy 
You keep bringing it into my life 
Cherish your

But don't go
But don't go tryin' to get revenge
But don't go
But don't go tryin' to get revenge
(Beats by Choc)

Yeah, okay, birds of a
Feather flock

Petty People

Sadat X

No Better Way

1996

to this comin' attraction
Let the billboards with plastic, all I have is this Massenburg
And they can't talk no more, I'm gon' keep on livin'
Fueled by

Don't Talk About Love

Crimewave

Scripture Won: The Beginning Of...

Said life is a book and every page is a stage
Never go by face value 'cause the message is vague
Whipped like a slave, your love is all the rave
Ways so

Brand Names

The Mountain Brothers

Self 1

Three for more money - cause what else is there?

Yo don't player hate me, or my tray to (?)
We stay at Super 8's and break-fast at Denny's
Son we run

the cordless to call Miss
I insist to get with this
Tan Tone answer the phone, "Hello, who this?" (chick)
"It's me baby, G Luciano, what up lady"
"Fine and how

and die gracefully
Be anti-ran-by-agency and be anti-white-man-violating-me (get 'em high)

Seen it all, life is a bitch, I'm stuck in a crystal ball

No Flaws

Young Scooter

The Recipe

2018

Yung Lan on the track
Trauma Tone
Key

Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me (Ain't no flaws in me)
Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it

Caught in the middle
But I faught just to get to the
Spot where I got, oh God (God)
Guide like a missle
Till I get where I wanted
To get by my

to get em some money 
I promised em we gone be straight all of my niggas some hittas 
I know they gone slide have a shoot out while sipping ah eight
Feel

pain train came through and displayed hurting 

By 8:30 the flames burning, my chain gang brain hurting
Spurting dank and dirty pain curtains

Like we

will reveal
I think by myself and I drink by myself
From 9-8 until let me know its real, son
If it's really real

Understandable, self explainable

philly you need a whole gun
Rather not be in the field with than without one
They will stop your time like a dial tone
Won't even see it coming hear a loud

of an addiction magnetized 
By the mix and vocals vocabulary in verses your stuck in
The mic is a drain o volcanoes erupting 
Rhymes overflowing gradually growing

me how to fight again 

Maybe I'm a little too poetic I should keep that shit straight like a 8th shot of Gen 

Drown in this river she's going

ain’t no movie boy this ain’t no save by the bell
This more like 8 mile this more like get it or die trying fam
This more like get your ish together

to turn them wrenches
You’ll see defeat closing in by the inches
Down here in the dirt we get used to all the stenches
I push through the entrance and shoot

Lame ass niggas starting shit like some bastards
When I catch ya mark ass slippin'
I'm a blast ya
Half of ya fools get high before a drive-by
I don't

By the end of 2020, I'ma rock a AP
(All facts)

Ayy, Tron
These broke niggas can't spell "AP"
By the end of 2020
They gon' be up eight G's
Three tone

Really wish that he could
Get back to his kid
Remind him who he is
Before its too late
And section eight
He ain't ate decent in about two days
Since

out
His gut like a Caesarean i’m scared for him
16 in the clip, we lettin’ eight go
You get half
Then your bitch take half: Jeff Bezos
Do the Math
Fuck

yes, I'm a filthy heathen
(Str8) look
You're looking summertime fine at
The finish line
Glass of red wine, baby, let me get your time
Picture with me

young, not older
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that’s my oxidant

I love all the girls every tone from every continent

They all up on my wiener like they every condiment

Like a Mac 10 I’m loaded