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this
Honestly ion think he got the name for it
Industry plants they been rich they just paid for it
Look in my eyes you can tell that I’m made for this

a day to me
How this nigga say that he my man's but steady shading me
Kick the nigga off the team I make him a Free Agency
Lil bitch know I ain't no

Know that I Prayed for This
Know that I
Know that I, Know that I
Know that I, know that I
Know that I Prayed for This
He answered my prayers I cannot

sum
She take shit that bitch dies 

And fuck the feds on talk ion talk we do drive bys then we walk now he chalk
Took his brain off he forgot he gon rot

How's It Goin' Down [Single Version]

DMX

It's Dark and Hell Is Hot [Clean]

1998

play daddy, make moves with me
I'da kept it more than real boo, can't lose with me
Heard he smacked you 'cause you said my name while y'all was sexing

on climbing
They gone do shit on my so like a nigga name was Simon
Yeah she saying Imma a hole but she love it when I dive in
And shouts out to key cause she

Freedom
You can be free
You can be free yeah
Freedom
Free-ee-eedom
Ya'll can be free
Freedom
Freedom
I know, I know, I know
He's gonna set you free
Freedom

got a sure tip at the weekend races 
A horse called Valance came in 
By this time I knew him well 
So he set me up with my own hotel 

It's down in

know it
Told her, O.D., was my name, she like, I already know it
Pay for it with all cash, but I drive it like I stole it
She calling up her friend, now

but just know that I'm ridin with some chargers
My bro, he share secrets with me
And I don't run my mouth
I keep it to myself cause that's how it should

name? Yeah I couldn't recall
Yea, yea, came and I saw
They see my rise and they all be appalled
That boy the ocean the way that he salt
He claim he got

See I was just telling my nigga T-Moe44 that
Jesus started with twelve but he died 
By his mother fucking self 
And When he dies he carried his own

lied to by my broken wants
No way my Father would want hurt for His daughter
God is not the giver of pain
He does not delight in shame
Because if Jesus

tryna get some change and dese bitches love my face
Inside I know I wanna change pop and l we built the same
GGC know dats da gang respect our name we

songs
You said name them
Gun to the back of my head
Can't Love
Honestly I'm just being tired of being called a hoe
Can't be a hoe if I don't, if I don't

His name forever Who would
Chose me and start using me
Used to love my sinning full of greed
Full of hate i might say that I loved Jesus
But that talk

So kinky
Hands behind my head, I'm feeling
So kinky
Pull me by my thighs and my knees
So kinky
Pull my hair, 'cause pain is freeing
I'll be more than

be out tryna get my lick back
He mad about a hoe, tell him come get his bitch back

It make me sick to my stomach when I know that she let him bone
But

down, cause he is not my homie

Now I'm feeling like I'm speaking like her, I've been rocking by my lonely
Extra pole to finish, y'all know just throw

all hand in hand

My pops is so evil, I don't understand He think his presence alone is enough
So I learned all this shit by myself, I'm just sayin

front of Angels, it's packed inside
Hopped out and seen light skin passing by
Aww light skin, he all in my light tints
While I parallel park in

Past the boat launch, left on Lakeview
Off Maranacook shores
You called me crying, said I hate you
I was on my way to yours

But you call me by the name

Harold Wilson is my name, son
Why don't you sit a spell
I live right here on the Fergusson Road
At the Paradise Motel

And though you do not

One more fuck fore we separate know the devil calls he gon take my life away
One big grave with my name and a quote
With the grim reaper spear he gon