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(Stay)
(Uh huh uh huh)
(Stay)
(Ah ah ah)

Stay with me darling, 
Stay by my side (My side)
I'll be here all day I'll be here all night (All night)

since I lived like an orphan  powered by the liquid reality injected into the veins by needle, in a fucking foster house of hell, and mother and father,

with you
I'm not gonna be the one to turn water to wine
I'll make lean out of Sprite, then dump it out out of spite
I'm knockin' 'em out of the box with

are aspects that are integral to me
I’m not a switch you flip on and off, it isn’t so simple
My spirits live in a body they wish would split down

me and you
You got my heart with you

Can we split it 50 baby (50 50 50 50)
Can you be the brightest part of my day (My day My day My day)
There's

Always split the green, I'll make sure my team's fed
I called up my day 1, told him let's get this bread

It's One Life Only and smokkestaxkk
It's Bag

Supplying your every need and fulfilling your pleasures
Promise I won't make it hard to show you I'm here forever
Never backing down from a obstacle

Man I'ma cut up if a nigga think he bouta step to me or my posse
Ready to Scramble a nigga hamburger 40 make a nigga Joe sloppy
So keep it cool

Eh eh

confuse shit or you gon' lose it
And do some punk shit, like wiggity-wiggity split a piglet
And that's your ass Mr. Postman, on the bandstand, doing

confuse shit or you gon' lose it
And do some punk shit, like wiggity-wiggity split a piglet
And that's your ass Mr. Postman, on the bandstand, doing

confuse shit or you gon' lose it
And do some punk shit, like wiggity-wiggity split a piglet
And that's your ass Mr. Postman, on the bandstand, doing

of the blind, being led by war crimes
By the lies, of true spies, compromised by the cries
Open up your eyes, the population's on the rise
It's warfare, throw

will make sense
Have faith but if you forget
It goes like this, I call it godfidence

Soon You’ll reach, a point of no return
Soon you’ll see, you built

down by 1 my ball nobody is stopping this drive
I hit it I get it then what you know what I do split it with my guys
Those my days ones where we came

don't make time for you
Girl, you already knew this
When I'm in the studio just know I might be late to my phone
Sorry I left you alone


It's always

just won’t make sense
Thoughts of suicide
Just put that bullet in my head
Lay me down
Let me rest
Nothin but panic
Fills my chest
This junkies best
Days

The Hilton

Raekwon

Bulletproof Wallets

2001

gut
Praying how me make it out the telly and touch

Fuck it, a Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda
We laptop niggas, thugs in a computer

I'll accomplish my purpose
I try to understand what's going on
But my memories are always too far gone
Turns out the means to make sense of it all
Are

shit
You just never had the proof
Keep on trying it don't make sense
But its making sense to you
Keep on calling on the phone
When you gon learn
To leave

choose to do is lame

Now I drip like water
I was poor like rain
Bitch, my soul on fire
I was forged by flames
Hold on tighter to endure that pain
If it's

Man I got hit by a brick
I ain't tryna make sense on this song
Cause a girl called me whack and now I'm spazzing at y'all
Does she know how long that it

guess I'll give it a try

Oh my, oh my

You've got me going under
Can't help but wonder if you'd be there by my side
Or should I just move along all

Where's Sean?

Kain

The Saga Continues

2001

hoppin' outta shorty whip
I'm by the tel, across exxon by the shell
Sense of urgency on the cell
We gon' pick you up, when ya flight land
We in a tight

get Ta-hoes
Haters all in my face, can't see, blindfold
? on my feet, blew right by folks
Stuntin' on sucker niggas is what
I was designed for
Dead