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(Ace On The Track)
I miss the facetimes
Being up at 3 A.M just tryna waste time
The smell of incense while I'm feeling on her waistline
Shawty dogged

me rich

I guess you don't get the picture
I fuck with you, but yo sister...
Yeah I been tryna get with her
But you know I'm a real nigga

Bitch aint

was raised by the streets
But if I ever get a pie I promise they get a piece Keep it a buck a C notes
Feel every track a Free throw
I'm Grinding 7 days

of the woods, Aye

Call me Mr. O.T brother that's me
Run up on my stats not the track but the streets
So if ya see me rolling thru the hood call Suge (RIP) All

I'm sick of lies trick niggas bitches flipping pies
I been advised then I went and did the shit you not
Pitch and slide without hitting synthesize

the cash, I'll take the stock
Rapper-turned-gravedigger way I'm killin'
You can tell by way I wear the watch who really winnin'
Your life like that Rollie you

Dax i'm sorry but we're tired of the acts
Dick to Dario and Crypt we're sick of it, max
All your tracks are ass, das not good huh? talking about

Murdergram (Streets Is Watching) [Soundtrack Version]

Murder Inc

Streets Is Watching

1998

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
With three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so fourth

ey, ey, ey, my mouth so crazy
They be sayin honey spit a lil Norman batesy
Im so P Swayze, im dirty dancing on a track
Baby neva had a grind like that

turned to Gotham, really
I don't like a thing I'm seeing
'Bout to grab the wheel
And move like Pirates of the Caribbean
Dunno where we're going even
Sick

Nothing Less

The Living Legends

Almost Famous

2000

when you're laying on back
Felt the love when I wrote this
So I know y'all feel what I'm saying on tracks

[Chorus] - repeat 3X

[Slug]
The first step

Sitting in silence to be broke by a fat "snap!" 
Then jump back and act all surprised? 
Naw, fuck that
Unlike these guys, I'm not blind by lies 
So let me

Surrounded by so many red flags, but find myself in temptation
I've never had less motivation than when I thought that I was forsaken
Facing shadows in

One poor black man, one poor white
Drinking wine on the tracks on a Tuesday night
They laughed so hard- til the neighbors complained
One was sent

Young Blue Jay (YBJ)
My flow is so sick…
Call that bubonic…
Got em feigning for tracks.
They hooked on em hooked on it like phonics.
Fade away with

you know that I'm so sick of it

But I'd do anything I can
To take you by the hand
And make everything seem fine
And I'd make a hundred mistakes
Before

to Remember
It's too sick like endorphins of a leukemia corpse

Bop your head forth and back like your damn name is Katelis
Better get ready for ambulance
I'm

Ah, rip to shred any track
Just by shoutin' phrases
For niggas rockin' backpacks or
Locked in cages
Whether you clap gats in the blocks
Contagious
From

think that I care
All that I know is I'm back fucking relax
Oh please the humility
All streets all good to me
Talk is cheap so I'm living it
I'm ghost

Rainy Day

Josh Martinez

Buck Up Princess

foul someone breathed too loud
I get another try can I buy a vowel?

Oh my god I'm sick of sob stories.
Everybody envies any life but their own

Six Tries

Claimed that you loved me you cheated you got a Sick Mind
Loyalty over Love thats what I Live By
People cheat back so you can React
I rather

cases and deaths are reduced by a fraction
In Space there's so much to explore
We'll always find a way to be discovering more
Supermassive black holes

plays you in the car waiting
Life keep on getting crazier the longer you live
The faster that you go the more life you going miss.
So I’m livin by

Oh shit baby
Y'all know what time it is
Dale, dale, dale, dale
Ay man that beat gotta slap
Rap's always offensive
So I gotta skeet all on the track