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going to lie ms captain had me by the hook,
I need a shield from brook,
To guard my heart from this thieving crook,
To late I hope she doesn't keep what

a nigga cold
I know some people wishing I would fold
Count on my hand the niggas that rode
Niggas ain't real they never had a code
Yeah Yeah
Live by design

Crashing into pain, back to back, where you
gon' turn at?
Gotta be stronger when at your weakest had to learn that
In the month of October, they came in

bought a table, why you standin' at the bar like Moe
My dog been down since way before
Back when we used to borrow clothes
I had to get my brothers out

should be worried bout it
Mmm these niggas is crazy as hell if they think we won't pull up and ruin the party
Don't associate us with no bums we came by

know about the east bay, you late on the hype
Call these niggas super Mario they stay on the pipe
I got hoop dreams, my flow is outta control
I can’t let

she wanna move in
I'm just minding my business I'm coolin'
Got that tool on my lap when I'm cruisin'
Massage by yo girl it was soothin'
Porter T be like

never ever left in the first 
Wale Ovechkin, the best on the earth, breath breath full of purp 
A legend out here, and I'm ending careers by the end

Marios, we be Donkey Kongs,

Who the apus?
We the apus,
Who the abduls?
We the abduls, 
Who the goondus?
NO!
Call us your rajas and your tunkus

Just

wanna die yeah
If I keep this forty tight, I might just be alright, yeah
Bitch, I feel like Mario, the way I'm giving pipe, yeah
Demolition derby , we're

had to call ya bros
I used to have a heart a gold
Now my heart is froze
Got hoes like I'm Omarion
You niggas Mario's
Risk yo life to chase a bitch
I'm

that never hold
All the rain all the cold
I could live in a land of gold
If I had you by my side
Would things be alright
Can crazy people dream about

(Drip when I walk)
(Mouth full of gold, got a lisp when I talk)
(House full of hoes, got it filled to the top)
(Balmain, B-Balmain)

Yeah

Balmain

check hunting
I was using long tools
I ain't never by myself
A female and some top shelf
I derail for a Clydesdale that's
Doing good for herself
Cold

to talk about this life can't wait this shit is gravy
Bro said can't be round them fuck niggas, had to isolate me
Told my bitch when I'm at the yo I know

(Yeah)
Yeah I saved myself
Damn near paid myself
All those things I felt
Still I dodged my hell
Don't know who I am
Yet I know myself
Had my soul for

Swear I wasn't living right, I had to go get my digits right
I was fucked up doing petty crimes
Dropped me my head, I was fucked up in my feelings

would last
I survived now there's guys I miss
But I've been through the highs and the lows
The lies, the cold
When nobody had me I tried to cope
Nobody

lying in leather
Had to write you this letter
I've been breaking my back
Like you was snapping spaghetti
Sprinting for your love on this track
Like Mario

(JT, you a fool for this one, nigga)
Big bounce, on my cardio
Pumpin' gas, no narco
I be ridin' fast like Mario
Countin' up blue bands
Block

to a fuck like this
I'm tryna get rich cos it's cold outside
I'm coming with the smoke anytime I'm with the gang
Switching four lanes with a bitch by my side

the time flies by
Why would I want anything I got everything
I'll be saying "At Last" like I'm Etta James
When I make a better change
They hate change but we

Highwayman [Live]

Phil Ochs

Farewells & Fantasies

1997

the darkness, and the hours crawled by like
Years,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it!

obsession, the acceptance of me by my
father and mother, who I had not spoken to since I had left home. 

One morning my manager Alex came in and broke up one