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THe pistol on me make me feel grave
Ya man murked could make you feel Hate
A murder squad get the?
God couldn't Help me with the bills I pay
So I'm stealin'

Silly Puddy

Zion I

Mind over Matter

2000

A chapter is what you're after 

[Hook] 
Zion I: Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need 
Grouch: To help them trace my tracks 
Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I

really don't believe it this time
Doubting every word that you say
I wander what you doing whenever I'm away
So I travel on my tour bus
Playing all my

a stranger like Jesus straight out the manger
But I'm nothing like Jesus, I don't what I believe in
I try to figure it out
I try to figure my life out, fucking

the slate
But I'm burdened by the feeling I owe
I can't believe I got swept up off my feet by a bum ass hoe
Got me troubled so much I fell off scheme
Needles

Catalogue pilling
It's all about timing even thou
Patience is so tiring
When my future is dialing
Don't let it ring twice honey!

I'm not a king
But they

15 an hour ain't enough for me
I live on my own, and the bills are piling up
Yet they don't give a fuck.
They hearing all our cries, and pleas to give

Call me when you need me
I'll be on my way
When you're lost out to sea
Tossed by the tidal waves
It's a long way to the bottom
Just keep your head

hand at the time   
 
Are there any drugs that can help
Me lose track of the time
Counting bills had me lose my mind
Will I make it through the night

on living right by the ocean
We have so much in common
I just can't help but notice
We could make this a moment
Instead of me pretending it
I don't even know

of bills that I got, Lord, I'ma need some G's

But wait, if you did it before, you can do it again
If we want it before, we can win it again
The Lord is my

Lieutenant Roast a Botch

E-40

The Element of Surprise

1998

from frustration
It ain't my fault you still masturbating
If youse a baller motherfucker help me recognize
Roll over this fifty dollar bill and give

Who getting pressed 'bout it (Huh)
I came from the street where everybody don't tend to believe
I beat them odds i mean
My brother he told me you sure

Hero Lyrics 
By Lasse Mellberg


This won’t pay your bills
or get you a baby-sitter for the late night shift, I know
Hope you know (yeah! ) you’re my

on the curb and i did it by myself
Aint nobody wan believe me im like youll see for yourself
I was at it for a minute doing everything myself
Now i hired some

flows
Who getting pressed bout it (Huh)
I came from the street where everybody don't tend to believe
I beat them odds I mean (Huh)
My brother he told me

to themselves I guess whatever helps you sleep, 
Started with a lie and now they're really in to deep, 
Tears they run down cheeks every time the bills dem speak,

concrete
Dolo nigga I don't run deep
I know you see how I'm coming

I'm selfish I stay by my solo
I'm making these plays off the metro
Don't fuck with no

to leave
Then come right back
Magnet
cttracted to be
Together 
Forever
Raise my hand never
To keep you here
By my side 
I'll do whatever 
The bills already

But it looks like women have fun by breaking my heart down

I'm on my way to the peak
Juggling Maserati keys
I'm gonna have em all

I'll have a crib

I picture
Signing my first deal would be so unreal
Can't believe someone believed in me
Enough to make my dream real
Hours in the studio
writing

look up to my boys like the blue skies Even though a couple of niggas are soda -few pies I can't believe these fools claim they're soldier When they

valence electrons
Feeling faded, my brain is numb (Woo!)
Feel like I've eaten the apple in garden of Eden
Tricked to believe the people around me
Would do

On my way to the top
I just be playing my position
Yes I believe in God
So you can't say that I'm not Christian
My confidence never stops even when I