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Man, I see you niggas tryin', I hope it works
My plug don't trust me, I'm payin' packs for the work
I cut the brown tape, it's all about flake
So much

Pray for Me

Joe Budden

Padded Room

2009

by two men who knew everything about me,
Both of them so strong, kept sayin' hold on,
Feel like my souls gone, naked no clothes on,
I know this

Talking bout love that's too often my theme
But I'm Freddy Krueger I been in her dreams
I really sing on the mic for my team
Homer my neck my chain come

could make me whole?
Shot in the back. There's another hole
To fill it I'd give it all

I go nowhere without guidance
You feel much safer when you're in

the description?
It's Tricky business living when the men in blue is killing
Administration playing Dumb Girl steadily chilling
Is It Live check the dash cam, try

days 
Not the diary of a wimpy kid 

Folks lost their minds 
Truth was too much for their heart to take 
A broken heart 
An open wound 
A soul without

like Tommy dot
Your mom will drop, hit your
Pop with the tommy, then let the tommy pop
I know there's some slimy cops
But they work for me
I'd rather pay

Remembered

Dizzy Wright

SmokeOut Conversations

2012

God can you guide me love
So much to believe, too much to retrieve
I just hope I get it out before I leave

Man I gotta be remembered
Man I gotta

men.

We do it again, fuck around and lose a few friends. 

Me and my niggas is tight but gotta loosen these ends.

Me and my peeps are like my sneaks

by
Only got one life to give, I live by it
Many men gone die, n' they'll say that they did try
When that book fly, open, they admit that they did lie

You live six hours away
And it was six months to the day
And when I was six years old I thought men were like Prince Charming
I believed them when

don't know what I do with it
What could really go wrong
I'd rather work on the music shit
I'm screwing it
By wasting time on shit that I won't need

But niggas don't want that they'd rather their own
If thats what they doing then I'll do the same
Live by the leaf and die by the sword
Sleep with my

But niggas don't want that they'd rather their own
If thats what they doing then I'll do the same

Live by the leaf & die by the sword
Sleep with my

couldn’t wait, hit him with a number that he shouldn’t take.
Left the groupies ribs, told him scoop me at the crib,
Too much loot to miss, slipped up, in his

and sultry butt crusade
Here we are

Open the bay doors and let's live the dream
Give the world a double team
I bet it's a billion person orgy in an ocean

x men like they work for magneto
See us on the block and assume that we nino
With the loud that make you look filpino
Put you in the dirt by your so

limbs
Your drunk you can’t handle your drink
A lot of men put their lives on the line
Only God knows what these gamblers think
Sometimes I’m surprised I’m

(Mason)

Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause

cultures cuisine sculptures
And the lounge scene
I'm tired of clubs too
I'm much older than 22
IT work is what I do
How about you
You look younger than 36
It

I don't remember them 
Too many hand to hands 
Turned to PayPal swipes
Ducking hate from many men 
Range rovers and tinted benz
My OGs don't drop

moves too much i need my heart and my gut
To move past the rut
And start talking again to decide
On whom to touch and whom to stay away from
Whom to trust

business as men
And handle this shit for the kids
How you live when you grow old
Is determined by what you did when you were young
Look around at what we

business as men
And handle this shit for the kids
How you live when you grow old
Is determined by what you did when you were young
Look around at what we