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blinded me

God I'm begging you both my arms spread out sideways
We all broke in two since the start man we all failed
Should we question you if we're lost

make em sick when they hear that I rap
You make me sick when you step on the track
I'm busy counting the money I stack
I got the drive and that shit that

this song isn't just a track
In... fact, this a form of me giving back 
To the youth im telling them shoot for the stars and stop shooting gats
He said

Names the track "No Shade"
Makes it the shadiest track on the whole EP
Hahahaha, uh
No shade
I said
No shade
You can't buy this
Talent homemade
You

my ass cracked back to back by the same guys
Taught me never lack better bust if they aim right
Niggas ain't a match you a sucker you a baseline
It's

I've been on track forreal
Ask Auntie how she feel and she tell Me how the Pastor feel
Yea
That's bless homie
And the G on the chest not guess

the microphone
Sites unknown drive me to let
My eyes behold a
Better life controlled by my
Talent and mine alone
That's why I keep the machine
In complete working

in, let's get wavy
Pour some sugar, 1980s
Pull me closer, drive me crazy
Wanna do this on the daily
Lost all track of time
Little piece of paradise

let it go

She's my pretty little lady yeah
cnd she drives me super crazy uh

She smells just like daisies yup
Got my hands all shaky uh

She's my

due to have a few kids
It seems that inside of my school is a cool
Little tunnel that leads to
Twenty months to life
Can you tell me where the food is?

stupid
I ain't Krispylife or Cash
It's Kiddub, young bull stupid

How the fuck is you on track
And you swerving in a one-way
I'm building on these tracks

The D.U.I. Song(s)

Yo Gotti

Fried Turkey

2013

Oh man, give me your keys. You drive my car, I mean take my keys. Don't text and drive, don't drink and drive, don't tweet and drive.

Last time I

Confusion, hopeless anger!

I don't know why you got me but, you drive me... crazy-y!
All your cunning tricks make me sick!
You won't have it your own

I'm just a country boy
Sitting on a midnight train
I don't care what they do
I'm gonna do my thing
Somebody lift your glass high
Tell me if you feel

Rise

Teedra Moses

Maybach Music Group Presents: Self Made, Vol. 1

2011

Who dat on that new track wit that rap reclined backwards 
I knew that it was you but matta fact don't mind asking 
Cooling on em 
Moving on em 
My

Dangerous Mindz

Gravediggaz

The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel

1997

stampeded by the wildabeast
A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
Common denominator, I swing the mic

on 100 you see how we move through it it’s crazy
Kobe with the shots now watch me drain it just face it
10 Steps ahead these niggas
Now watch the lanes

crazy
All your cunning tricks make me sick
You won't have it your own way

Can't hold on much longer
(But I will never let go)
I know it's a one way track

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I don't know what it can be
But you drive me crazy
All your cunning tricks make me sick
You won't have it your own way
[Chorus']
Can't hold

at me baby.
The way I sway , I know it just might drive you crazy. (Talk to em)
Don't let me walk away, I'm a fire that you crave .
Might set the room

from me
Y'all say I'm crazy cause I ain't as comfortable as y'all with chillin
Every time you see me I ain't stressing I am winning
They try to eat me

Said, hey from a distance, I hope that she hear
She stopped in her tracks and looked back to me
Then she said, "what's up?" And I said, actually
Seen you

beaker 
Get out our face if you don't speak our lang cause
We cooking up fire for periodic gang

Surprises and prizes, that foreign, i drives it
Try it,

into the mirror see the mantra is...
Just tryna find my way but these situations make us my
Nigga Za-za told me get yo fucking paper you
Know niggas gone