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Baghdad by the Bay
Paris of the West
Lincoln Park Highway
In my chest there was a fence
I broke apart entrapments
I exiled the Trepidations
Money

you rollin' wit'? (uh)
Oh you be up north?
Yea we know you lit
Oh you from out west?
Heard yall' hold yall' shit
Damn you be out Kenzo?
You just tryn'

couple mags yea
Nah I ain't tryna die young yea
But I'm out yea living fast yea

Driving down Sahara ave while it's pouring
F*** a red light do the dash

dreams begin to fade
Once the screen light
Hits my face
Smoke has cleared
The bell has rung
Off to work
I am the one
Mad dash, make it last
All my effort

movies
Them otha niggas
Is some goofies
Light em up
Like Lucy's

I'm just tryna
Get to it
Put my life
Into music

Cause nigga
I do it

In the Telly
By

to the west side oh
You call it I`m all with it, yes I know
My guardian angel is the best idle
Put on your wings so I can see the halo
Put in all that work

of the day that the Lord brings me in

A small cabin sits in the hills of west
Where anyone passing could stop by and rest
But when winter rolls through

A little girl looks up to the sky
And sees the planes passing by
That dropping bombs with deadly cry
To make her town a bloody dye

Amidst the ruined

to see the green light, drizzle the dollar
Broke the pillar, gettin' squalor

Get deep just like a scholar
Run it up, 96, I'm parlor
By the block like

I'm addicted to the street life surrounded by these bright lights loud pipes
Mo'd a grata like a room full of bits

Like life could be a bitch that's

This last joint we gon' call Conversations
Original produced by DJ Pain, big up bro
So when I sat down to write this joint
I thought about all

resonant
And y'all be rambling on and on
I'm an anomaly, I be who what and where I wanna be
I've been surrounded by fakes my whole life
Hearing bitch shit in

Feel It

Felli Fel

Paris Oran New-York Summer Collection

2013

the man that giving it to you
All night gal know by the gate men a fight

Hey!
Won't you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this platinum!?
If you

Feel It

Felli Fel

Feel It

2009

it and set it
I'll be the man that giving it to you
All night gal know by the gate men a fight

Hey!
Won't you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip

BB Guns And Dirt Bikes

The White Buffalo

Once Upon a Time in the West

2012

We always won
In the hot suburban sun
We were kings of the west side track
These new kids over cross Slater Street
Comin' on like a heart attack

She walks by the Indian Ocean
As the sun sinks in the west
From the beach a breeze is blowing
Playing with her cotton dress

All I want, I confess
I

The neon lights are jewels in a pirate's treasure chest

That's the world, that's the world
Through little Billy's window
There he's dreaming all alone

Turnbuckle Music

Smoke DZA

Rugby Thompson

Wicked, wicked production you know how it go man
Y'all listen to music by Harry Fraud man
0'12 man. New 'tings
Bronson man
Big boss Bronson man

Hope for Happiness

Daevid Allen

The Story of Soft Machine

2005

of the East, the sun flew West
Trailing its golden spray
My heart burns, when fortune turns
The trail to light my way

Days go by, I watch the sky
My eyes

when I pass on by
I'm a B-E T, and a Southwest thug
Beat down the block, and banging on dubs
Scrubs, back back give me fifty
Cause wanna be thugs, don't

pictures of the Broadway LIGHTS
And I'd send him some homemade wine.
But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife.
For forty three dollars my friend

that Fendi fanny pack
For that 4 4 like it's Wendy's
He gon' pull up on you like drive thru
Spray it like dulce, light blue
West side, picking up white

I moved out west for the winter smoking CBD
Need a crib so big that we on MTV
I've been minding my P's and Q's
Yeah I'm just doing me
I get paid by

Watching the stars go by
Yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Crazy when you think about it (Mm-mm)
Underneath these lights we're drowning (Mm-mm)
Throw all of my girls in