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But I know in reality, guided by my faculties,
There is but tragedy of apathy inside of me...
There's a battle within while I'm livin'
To reconcile

Street Life

Screwball

Loyalty

2001

a lot of gats; holla' back!

[Chorus]

You'll win by all means
Struggle for the cream
Hustle by ways of being
Don't let prophecy end
Don't let

Street Life

Hostyle

One Eyed Maniac

2004

back!

(Chorus)

You'll win by all means
Struggle for the cream
Hustle by ways of being
Don't let prophecy end
Don't let the Po-Po knock me again
Don't

Street Life

Hostyle

Loyalty

2001

back!

(Chorus)

You'll win by all means
Struggle for the cream
Hustle by ways of being
Don't let prophecy end
Don't let the Po-Po knock me again
Don't

fire
With my quick tongue
Rappers if you’re done at the trip hun 
Take L’s Jack, spit shells, raps at frail cats them fell back 
Hitting the streets

Healing me
By listening
Women be
Feeling me
Lyrically
Been a g
Been a beast
Been mc
Bittersweet
Lost a lot 
But it'll be
Ok I got a function of nothing no

gonna happen pretty soon

While you're busy singing out of tune

Next thing you know you're lieing there on the ground

I knew a man by the name of Jack

that's no lie
I'm rubbin on her thighs
Desire in her eyes
They say rod where you been
It's been a min, since back then
And i tell em I been moving thru

to swallow, know she felt me twitching
Ninety jacks flying overnight, yeah
This a heavy shipment
Bitch ain't hear me tell her take her
Shoes off 'cause

Got a hammer tucked
Woke up like, huh, should I jam or punch?
Another package touched
I been stacking jacks
The clerk know me by my government
I'm back

the fuck you are back up
Cos a mothafucka' stacked up
Really wanna be the one pull
Up and I mag dump never gave a fuck
Pack a punch like a magnum
Move with

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water, 
So they say, the subsequent fall was inevitable.
They never stood a chance, they were

of learning to do
Look you better get back
Quicker than Ludacris raps
I been abusing the pack
Spliff got me zooted, in fact
I be missing like Jack Thriller

Ayo Spitty what time is it?
24 hours to live Manny the young Ma$e
24 seconds on the clock I hit the pump fake
24 on my back one day I was eight

for the sichy
All these bitches say they love me
But these bitches wasn't with me
I'm a mix of all the rappers
Mostly Gucci Mane and 50
I get coochie by

Just got an expensive pack (yeahh)
Black Locs with the golden rims to match
(yeahh)
Nice style, yeah the Fresh Prince is back
(yeahh)
2 wings

the balance of thangs and make your bloodline royal 
Put a ring on it that shyt got a ring to it 
When I hit it from the back and u make that shyt clap 
That’s

the wrath
These instrumentals path from Woodward to Central Ave
Then rerouted like double six plug in the mix
Undiscovered shit loose lips sinking Columbus

like a thousand pounds on my back now I’m stumbling 
Yeah aye 
What’s come over me it’s like your playing games with my chest what’s this treachery
Yeah

me something to do
Left right how you walking like that
That bitch turn heads when her poses strike back
Black fit pink aura how you mix and match it

'bout my life
Shit, I'm broken and stressing, sitting alone in this parking lot looking for quotes with Message
That teaches some lessons, and relay's

in a box
Stashed my heart away, guess she's really good at picking locks
Drugs don't get along with the pain, but I mix a lot
I was slowly dying by

somewhere on that metro
Tryna find me some
More shit to fill up in my
Styrofoam to mix with my soda
And this shit sound like it outta
I see some wonderful

I know that when I look into the sky
Someone's staring right back, gives me some peace of mind
Maybe it's God or maybe it's Father time
But whatever