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in the tears I weep
But I'll keep holding on
Holding on, for you

Even though you're gone
I'll keep singing on
In the style of a lovebird
My heart's in

the police, comin' straight from the underground.
A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color.
Some police think they have the authority

With no doubt, you tumble if I flip
Don't make me shout with my vulgar lip
A hip hugger, I'll mug ya, if fun to know
Slow and steady wins a race
I keeps

like I'm Marley
I just walked up in it, give me a chance, don't get me started
Hey I'm tryna do my thang, cooling with the gang
I'll introduce for now,

a shooter
Sunday morning in service, I'm singing hallelujahs
Dumb nigga chasing brain, know the smartest students
I arrive, tell em go like they drive

If I didn't ask for your opinion
I don't wanna hear it

You're a tone deaf 
Middle-aged man 
Sitting tight behind your brown desk
With your blue pens

and street corner
Smart brother keep a small bible and the heat on him
Pre-warn 'em that we getting stronger with doubts
Come on home to South throw some gold

the cotton field still singing
For old souls on my family tree still swinging
No complaints, got dealt then we played the cards
Southern by location, country

remember you love Lucy, chili peppers and a man
With shaggy brown hair, blue eyes, take a stand
Tell me right now if I ever stood a chance
You don't want no

balance me out...
Talent astounding
Grateful to have 'em around me
Different when love is surrounding
Like acting up in class
That's the shit that keep you

just make lemonade 
Life's heat gets cooled by the shade 
You're judged by the game that you played 
I keep my cool when my temper is frayed 
Won't quit

feelings set
Warm tones on my brown skin, couldn't see the rays 
Cause the pain I was feeling was being held in
Man
My older brother got a temper
Like when

and left me
flown right out of my hand
Now I'm weary and bruised from singing the blues
and my fortunes are down
My face and my walk are known
in every bar

thought love was free
And I'll be damned if she wasn't looking at me
That brown eyed girl said I wanna hold your hand
She took me out back and led me

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete

our love song
I know someday I will write a new one
Sweet summer days, I’ll keep them forever
Cause those brown eyes took me to heaven
Goodnight,

always be Burnage Lane
The clock chimes every hour and time keeps passing by
Things move slower, grow more quiet, as I start to say goodbye
Leaves have

We got pills by the caseload
Copped em south of the border with them pesos
Talking big dinero
We stay so fly
Keep the paper coming in long

the beginning
GO!

I'll never fall off, I'll never lose my skill
I'm a Gemini man, diagnosed as too ill
2 L's when I smoke, Mr.Smith with steel
I'm an Ice Cube

on Jesus
I ain't goin' for it, bitch beat it
Blue notes singing like Anita
Flex for no reason
Let the wrong nigga get some baggage, you can tell I never

Who got it, who run it, who need it, who want it
I got it, I run it, fuck nigga, I get it
Old money, new money, too many blue hunnids
I got it, I run

Damn it’s been 10-11 years gigante 
Cali’s hot caliente picante 
Red and blue beef, north and south beef
Black and brown beef it’s war without peace

Baby, I keep seeing last night in my head
I can't sleep, I lie in my bed
You know my pride won't let me beg
But I'll do it if I gotta
I do it cause I

Hypnotize

Redman

Lunitik Muzik

1997

clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi 

Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers 
And wonder the cause, 'cause big