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There’s no debate he’s overtaking souls
Phones are taken olders breaking homes
Roads are bait I know it takes it’s toll
No escaping so I pray for those that

y'all niggas gon be in the can
Boy you singin like you Lucky Daye
Cause you couldn't keep cool and the streets knew
How karma was painted your way
This

days
Taking X rays for broken backs and bones
While I be on the phone
And counting stacks at home
Spittin' rhymes chrome
Make 'em shine and glisten

She Said It Was Great

Ed O.G & da Bulldogs

Life of a Kid in the Ghetto

1991

we're here for, so take those off"
By now she's butt-naked, I'm ready to break it
Threw on the jim hat, I'm ready for trim, and all that
So I did it

roam
I be blowin' trees up and down CT
'Cause there just ain't no place like home
And I got a whole lotta booze in my bottle
Chillin' laid back in my

okay, Me being in last place, it could be no way

You see how I get it, you see how I do it, see how I'm rocking
Best believe they move one inch and then

Give me the bag, and I do the work
Give me the cash, and I do the dirt
I’ve been the man, by doin the worst
Stuck to the plan, and got what I earned

city
You might need to be some place where you can really shine and
Show people what you have, but you're afraid to take opportunities
So your true

faith and not by sight (By sight)
With the word in my heart
With the angels on my back
Satan never gonna win this fight
Praise be to He God I give you me,

road
Party on a Monday
Tell your boss you're sick then make a sequel when we zoom home
Trust me we can do loads
All I need is a place for us to stay in

Feeling like it's all at once, feeling it me hold me, clutch
If I'm in one place, I'm stuck, but if I move, my time moves with me
I take risks, it

faded into being around her
Everything seemed to be where it was supposed to
The TV behind her by the closet door
Her just-too small bed in the corner
Her

on the beat
Make em turn off the A.C
They start respecting the heat
I gotta go harder, people depending on me
I gotta be smarter
Travel places go farther
Round

Lady those curves are making me crazy
I wanna take you home, maybe
And that coochie
Lookin as good as a gucci bag
No brag, i'll take you back to my crib

I think I'm doing good
Think I just want this bad
Been working towards the kind of things that I ain't never had
I think this place is crazy,

I keep coming back here
I guess cuz this is where we used to be
Now I'm finding over time
This was never really home for me
Drive the same familiar

to tell
It's hard to tell

I know one thing, I gotta live my life well
I can't be contained to a box or a cell
I can't live forever inside of my own shell

wrong
To call out an enemy if they cross lines
Victimized by assault, crimes
And those put in power seem to walk blind
But when it's our kind, it's all

niggas they ass
60 shows like I'm booked for the year
Started down now I'm up in LA
I called home and I told' em I'm not comin' back
I been on road I ain't

right here by my side 
See my brothers my enemy, police ain't a friend of me, shots get fired 
And they can be friendly
What a time to be alive where I

You were my ride or die
Baby girl why you lie to me
Something here just ain’t right
Thought it would be for life ya
Maybe we should just get high
If

She will be your home for the next decade or more
There is so much that's in store but I won't show you what it's for
I smile you've arrived, now go

want the clout
Don’t never think
You can wife a bitch
You met in the bar
Or in the club
Yeah I called them hoes
Cause that’s what they are
You let em see

Of waiting on your love
Yeah
Yeah
Said I'm tired
I'm tired
Of waiting on love
Woah
Yeah
And all I ever wanted was a place to call home
And if I had one call is