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plottin'
Against my people with chemicals
Rainin down from the atmosphere - death
Continual caught in this continuum
Survivin' off the bare minimum
Let

the forty flash
Nigga said, "Give it up", my heart start beatin' fast
Gave it up, then them niggas sped off in the wagon (skrrt)
Then I made a call, I need

let me go
I be on my own all alone
Send shots wen you be living but still miss you wen you gone
In a house but don't feel home
In your head by yourself

(Ain't nothin)
Got cross gamed by my main homies (Bitch)
But I'm cut from that cloth man I'm really self made homie (N****)
Out here thuggin on my own yeah

this shit I got the jacket var

Written and produced by Me wrote every bar Everyone keeps asking when's the party
My house on Halloween, don't be tardy

my pants

This feeling's so good in every single way
I want it morning, noon and night of every day
And if by chance I can not have it I can't say

Lovesexy

Prince

Lovesexy

1988

my pants

This feeling's so good in every single way
I want it morning, noon and night of every day
And if by chance I can not have it I can't say

own birthday
And everybody's talking about getting away

In my street
It's just the people you meet
I've got a line but I can't get away
Oh no

that was hating
Cuz today I need the space
Yea
Fuck up outta my face
Yea
I was in Ventura drinking them forties by the case
Got me feeling like the ace
I

I see the days gone by, can't keep up with time
Got all of these thoughts run through my mind, it keep me up at night
I'm just out here tryna live my

[Lucky]
Yeah, 2003..
They gone hate this..
My boy Filero, in here on the track..

[Lucky Luciano]
Well it's the nawfside mexican, wreckin these boys

catch em at night
Send his soul flying yeah just like a kite do
That boy gone see what that light bout
Trapping I never got caught by the jakes
Nigga I

to run for our lives
Couldn't sleep in the house and the streets so shiesty
Psalm 23 God Keep guiding

Speaking no cap even with my cap on
Pain in my

to my house I can show you what it do
Bitch check it
These other rappers acting like they welcome in my section
So if they pulling up then Ima have

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal

1999

and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn

Got the right to bear arm, ring

don't need no fame or no glamour
I just need some money in
The bank and my hammers
House in the Hamptons, a mansion in Miami
Palace for my legacy
I can't

baby (yeah, yeah), yeah, aight
Gotta keep a chopstick in my chop (yeah, yeah)
I just copped a house bigger than the cops in the suburbs
I'm the only

for him
When he comes down my chimney
I've got munchies here, munchies there
Left over Chinese in my Frigidaire
I'm the Iron Chef of this munchie shit

a clean tranny
Now I turn this bitch up ion care who in here
You had that pole for a
Minute it's a souvenir
Got me on the gps I keep a shooter near
In this

Freedom of Preach

Ludacris

Release Therapy

2006

only human, I'm not always in the best of moods
But thanks for giving the gift of rap to write my feelings down
And sorry for cursing sometimes but

(get out of here)
Nikki Parker on my hip, this four-fifth shoot shit, knock a three off (four-five)
High speed in a Redeye (skrrt, skrrt), five cars,

Ya'll ready for this? 

Get down with the style 
House on the ground
Freeze when I squeeze 
Drop to your knees
Who wants to play?
I'm in here

Yazoo Street Scandal

The Band

Music from Big Pink [Bonus Tracks]

1968

washed her feet in the mud
She said "Look out, son
You know, I just ordered a flood
For forty days and forty nights"

Then I dropped my shoes
Eliza

Yazoo Street Scandal

The Band

Music from Big Pink [50th Anniversary Edition]

1968

washed her feet in the mud
She said "Look out, son
You know, I just ordered a flood
For forty days and forty nights"

Then I dropped my shoes
Eliza