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Huh
I swim in my thoughts
Puffing out my words
Sippin on my dirty moments I can't get enough
My blood on the brush so I just paint it on the walls

the summer so they hoping I fall
When it's all said and done brother who can you call
When your own man's tryna run a plot on the boy
So I don't trust none

by my eyes
Yeah I got a couple brothers and they always by my side
Took the bullets out the gun and slapped him with my fucking nine
I met this bad

this clearly
But, boy, you really lost a friend
Did we really even have an end?

You've got one foot out the door
Said you found somebody else, you

Uh, yeah, the boy Extra
We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?
It's the R-O-C, since 9-6, you know we get busy
Got the young lady

U Already Know

Paul Wall

Get Ya Mind Correct

2002

you get dropped
I know boys with out guns that'll still come jack you
Have you running from your car before they even attack you
If you scared you

Raise the Roof

Public Enemy

Yo! Bum Rush the Show

1987

daughters
        But done by scratches so save that water
        This jam is packed so I just figure
        All we need is the house to get bigger

and I'm never surprised, my stars aren't aligned cuz I'll never get by
So why have I even been sitting here dreaming I might as well snap right up out of it

the drugs
Lot of pot in my process, love
Don't hate a nigga cause I'm blessed
Judge me by my progress, bruh
I obsess with every dollar I get
Fuck you think we

True hustlers everyday get cash
True hustlers like to spend it, love to get that back
True hustlers so busy never text back
Calling shots, true

never gone)
Too high to be humble, ready for the rumble, just hope we get by (They wished I never fought)
I'm from the Bay, boy we get busy, and I'm here

ago
It’s completely different to the Brit awards

So it doesn’t get taken out of context
I’m going to
Use the word ‘like’ i’m not saying it is
I’m using

Living Like There Ain't No Tomorrow

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

Yo check it out this is the boy Wyclef from Translators
I'm coming from the Booga Basement with a roots drink in my hands
So put the Roots tonics

keep it pushing like a nigga was a tractor
New whip, like a nigga was a cracker
City boy, on the beat, ima act up
Like Sean Paul say I got to get busy

ever lose faith
I'm bout to tell you niggas what it Takes
To get out the Coldean lane
I've been calling and calling pick the phone
I Turn on my tv to see

on and on and on and on
And I just let you get by
But i know when that one day comes, shawty with you, i'll be done
So get busy, i'm not moving on your time, yeah yeah
All

You don't even know me
I think that I'm dying, dying slowly
Running out of options
Hoping that it'll get somewhere
Boy you know it'll never be fair

Mmm yeah (Again and again)
Mmm yeah
Mmm yeah (Again and again)
Huh yeah, Again and again

Bitch i'm living rowdy, and you know i'm dying rowdy (AGB

now I hope I'm over the ground
Yeah
I hope I
Make it out of this place that I'm living
I'm trapped inside a lonely world trynna make me a living
I hope

for any bitch
I can pay for situations, get me out real quick
That's a real leaky lil bitch
Can't hold water always leaking my shit
Damn, up on niggas,

Cause the devil get busy in
The City of Angels lil nigga

Things just ain't the same for gangsters
What a shame I'm too famous now
To pop y'all wangsters

yea
Yea yea
Grew up with the gang
Bunch of renegades
I come from the ghetto
But I ain't living there
Did some phenomena
That boy he a menace
Can tell by

to talk about it
Because when I try to nobody really listen
There's always a phone call or something that comes up
Well people are always busy with their

got we got Molly's and best shrooms
YOLO man we prolly gone be dead soon

I ain't never been a hater
Lift my weight I get my weight up
Hella weight boy