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Head Busta

Birdman

5 * Stunna

2007

fuckin' with the homie
A gangster lil' nigga ain't never been phony
Caught 'em in his whip, knew he couldn't slip
Caught while he slippin' so you know he

you will prosper
Just look up to the
Father Of lights
Sent his son Christ
So we can have a good life
By his stripes its a good night
No lie
I'm sleeping

haunt me
So I put my whole faith in God and know that he will hold me
It’s really hard but i’m really trying
I know that He got me know that i’m right
I’m

at you,
So I’m grabbing my nine
Focused on getting my bands
They comin’ in by the gram
No we ain’t finna throw hands
Been posted in studio
Pouring my heart

third wife 
He buried both of them side by side 
So he comes to disappear for a while 

Every bar in America
Has got a woman like the one over there 

We ain't fuckin', shawty, if it ain't right
I was passin' on it since it came by
You been talkin' 'bout it, but it can't fly
Both my bitches in

marry him, he's so good!"

"Oh my god
My Jessica needs to marry this boy
I mean he's sweet, sensitive, a gentleman
He's not like the other boys"

"You're

get it 

I’m sorry that’s just how I do business 

Hook
I been in that bag heavy
Shit I been getting off lately 

The plug just hit me up like he got

One Brick

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

they're trapped in cold
Life's an oragmi box and I'm hidden within the fold
So when the yarn unravels, I won't be caught by surprise
And as society's

cll the good
I'm so good
I'm so good
Do you think six years can go by
Deter your whole life
cnd prevent, prevent all the good
Lately I've been antsy

pizzeria

He make me mad, the boss, he such a big phony
He cut my pay and no more benefits medical
So while some cooks and I were spreading pepperoni
We

Haywood

Carole King

Fantasy

1973

cried and said she always knew he was up to no good
It broke her heart the night he died
And she made me promise I'd stand by your side
And try

sound tough my nigga, please just leave me be
Clientele been good, ain't have to post up like Hakeem
Brodie a rocket, I tell him to pop it, he come wit da

God ain't through with me
Reaping just what I've sowed
But my God's good 
So I know He's gonna come through for me
Dirt and grit ain't new to me
Being

I been feeling trapped in my own mind

i been feeling trapped by the road side

i keep a smile up on my face so i dont cry 

i need someone to come

through the wood
I been dropping numbers, so my brothers living good
Know they got my back I hope that that shit's understood
Think that he misunderstood

wouldn't last
Always been grateful
For those in my past
Miss my boy Randy he stayed on my ass
Don't be thinking like that
He was giving advice
Use what he

the seven seas (I sail)

I been running shit so go compare to he (He) (Hah)
Preached many times life's not what it seems (Seems)
Gotta be real I'm talking so

on grinding
Not getting by but it's all timing
I don't mind it, it's alright (It's all good)
However you cope
When you live in a place so cold
Hearts get froze

to understand and so they pull out of context like how good is he truly man I know that you all vexed.
Somebody once told me never stay complacent, life fly

To every man in your life
I'm sorry but step aside
They brought garbage to a prize fight so why do they look surprised
But wait
I'm sorry I must have been

that she bought for him to see-She took him by the hand and Said -that sounds good to me
Standing underneath the front porch light- He said can I - Kiss

This ain't got to make sense
But it gotta make them dollars
Just so I can pay the rent
I been feeling heaven sent
And the shit that ya'll been

wanna find out who it was
Bring him back here to explain why
He put drugs in the bowl
Then lock him up so he
Can't go around taking
More dumps in people's