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beef, I'm at Conscious Kitchen w/ a KEKE
She just came back from California, I ain't seen the Bitch in like 3 weeks
She don't even like to smoke weed, I

at my watch it's 3 AM I need to stop
But I won't it's in my soul
This shit make me whole
It's like I'm a stripper and this is my pole
Open up the suicide

the three 
That shit key 
Who it's four
All my fives 
On the low 
Tryna blow 
Hit the six and grab my pros 
On Seven mile 
I'm On the road 
That's my home

One day imma buy a yard by the lake
Never had a G teach me how to be one
Looking at the scoreboard and it's 3-1
You an Angel but you living like a demon

matter
Cause I'll get there faster
Shit
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
Counted every second til I got to see my dinner plate
Got home for dinner late
They already ate
My

was getting in"
2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Ladies and gent's, I must make a confession
The voices told me relinquish Armageddon
Show them that there is no hell,

orphaned through accident and disease

The war ended and Andy studied for three years
Became a lawyer in what will be Tennessee
In '88, he moved

I ain't doing shit today but smoking weed by the mart
I put my life in these beats I am not needing nothing else
This weight getting heavy now I'm

experience seven seconds
Gotta mention if I write it in pen, just know I meant it
Put it all in ink, five white bitches and they all N'Sync
Bring 'em in, put

can smell the good grief
Three, five, seven, bladed leaf, bringing B-Marl's dream to the stream
Peace and well-being with rhythm and sing
Brings

but I'm pro at tips, I'm pro at this
Hold the christening of a saint, saint
He's gotta grow his dick
Was I created in 7 days or 8 inches? Heavy praise

and a four bitch
I catch two by the store, they was lackin', I was so lit

My bro in love with my opp bitch
He just addin' to the points, they ain't tell you

still moved by the moon

Yuh yuh yuh yuh
You lied and you lied
Still trynna survive
Them bullets rip right through the sky
The gleam in your eye disperse

Paul, just racking up points (don on call!)
Swear I'm in free fall, losing all control, living life all on my own (living life all on my own)
Surrounded

over time
The way that shit fell in place
I thought it was by design
Cuz the girl I met, living five minutes
From the place where me and my Mob was

Take you back to 123s
Way before societies
Gave you all insecurities
Im telling you man
Im fucking in sane
You regular
Just sane
Im inside of the fucking

the streets
They ran over somebody's niece n
Now she's sleeping up under a sheet
While they're sleeping in cell block 3
These cats be up to no good
Robbing

it
They said I couldn't do it, but I ..
By the time you realize it, it's too late
You 55' clocking in on a Tuesday, ladies used to love you
back then

conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave

VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless

burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah,

I guess it is what it is
Goddamn

Man I feel it in my soul
I let the L take control
No E's not running on low
No sleep we running slow mo
Get the cams

Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me

They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that

I Don't Wanna Go

Keak da Sneak

Counting Other Peoples Money

2003

tryin to head shot ya brain
You can catch me in a 2K3 Range, 4 point some change
Drinkin Remy, blowin zips of the pain
You want a L7 lame, or a nigga

Where da Hoes At

E.S.G.

Shinin' n' Grindin'

1999

back on track
I got a four in a sack tell me where them hoes at

[Chorus - 3x]

[E.S.G.]
7-1 Tre that's my area code
We sipping serve, flipping birds