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hopping fence
Just pray I make it through the night trynna beg the reaper one more chance

Been surrounded by much love dont feel its real I feel alone
I

Blue walls concrete
Where you knew everybody
couldn't be discreet
Main line all the time
Just hear me when I rhyme
Don't need to have sex
For you to be

Backwoods in the rotation I get higher as I speak
Days go by I get wiser as a sleep Money gotta keep it in the sheets
They tell me that the love is

Tomorrow

Hazen Street

Hazen Street

2004

As I lay blood soaked on this bed
I recite these prayers that have helped me out
Through many hard nights
Will I die by knife or will I be

doubt, got the whole city on the hold you know like, whatever’s worth doing I put my blood sweat and tears then lay it over with the story on line  oh you

it aflame
Just know we ain't playin'
Beasts we be slaying
So are these beats
Out the backseat
Day-in-day-out
We got the clout
I'm bouta shout
All y'all

wit a 30
Eyes low peepin everything been up early
I got hoes on my trail guess these niggas wanna hate that
That hoe just my play thing know it's hard

Uh, dawn's come
You messed with the wrong one
Nah son don’t lay finger on that phone until the song's done
Bout the make the king jump the fuck up

combi
We just chillin' in the spot, eatin'
Yeah, look

I don't feel alive, till I spark one, nigga
On that Green House shit, we'll put a mark on a nigga
I

secret is simplicity
She said just chill and keep it real
And you can get with me
I said we're more than souls alike
You're my sativa queen
Burning her

faxes
Cash in
And they sleeping on me
New watch hear it beeping on it
Don't believe me just watch
Ball out no crotch
Stall out no stops
When it's fall out

have no time for conversation
Devil on the line but the ball don't lie
He shoot it off the back iron
All I see is bad signs
We headed into crunch time

I try to keep my spirits high
So I don't come down
Even though I have to lie
To keep myself devout
It's hard to read
Between the lines
When

own mind
Brunch on Sunday had em all in my line
Scribbled is it really worth it all on my dime
I'm like where you been when times gets silent
Time

Who Could It Be

Guerilla Maab

Resurrected [Screwed & Chopped]

2002

want to get out of line
I'll tell you one mo' time, you better respect my mind
When a red light shine, go and lay it down
Who the niggas that want

just
See you
A surprise I drive by your crib at night
Three dudes 
Come out your place you see my face 
She flew 
Back inside shit what is this shit 
I

it all the time
You just lay it on the line
When life becomes too sly
Common sense tells me you just don't give a damn
What a fool you become
Always

I'll be the one, but not enough
Yeah
Just let me know, if it's too much
Yeah
Oh Baby
For Always
Don't blame yesterday
If I go my way

just one thing, I cant get through my skull,
How do i drop my music when it's therapy for my soul?
Shards of Memories, lay scattered on the floor,

tracks
I need some time to react
You had me compromise by keeping it platonic
Left the lie when we locked our eyes
Please don't leave me locked in here

like It said you don't know me
Well the years they go by and the bruises they start to add up
Cement the cruise control riding around on my highway

Dis Is da Life

DJ Dirty Money

Down Right Dirty

2001

my word on it, my team shoots well
That's if I had a curve on it, no standin in line (who, me?)
My coat got fur on it, I'm a slide right in
And I keep

Just let me know if this sun lay on the ground
Unleash the showers, and deaf the gleaming whispered sound
It shocks this Voltage
Getting stronger by

legs fast enough
Can't feel my face I think it's time for backing up
But I don't want to, hit the gas, full throttle
Bitter words cut deep, like sharp