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Of course it's great to be out with your team, squad or crew
But if it's not in the cards for you, it's not for me to judge
You keep up how you can,

to hit the black
(Just clutching on this gat)
I hear them voices so I'm tryna relax
I tell that boy get back
Before this 43 get into that
You said you lost

Left the place I call home, ain't look back since
Did it all on my own, now I'm backin
Even left the wolf pack, I feel trapped in
Rather move at my pace

the one who rings when I'm up home alone
Riding out the whip in that grey elantra
Green always on me looking like I'm rasta

Dressing but I don't need

bringin it home, time for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
by any means,

Birmingham, 1974, there occurred a bloody murder
Twenty-one people killed by bombs, Britain reeled in horror
Within three hours the British State

you keep it in the stash?
Would you buy a home for all your folk to kick back?
Or go pick up a drug addiction with your rich ass?
What if your lover was

this black and white world, Charlie Chaplin
Like Lebron when bench warmers ain't scoring, uh, put me back in
That's what she needs, when I fed her, for

and hope by then we’ll be released
Play this song on the first day when we hit them streets
Have my outfit laid out next to me before I sleep
All

I find my way through the blessings
Everyday it's been a lesson 
I just take it by the second
Give me a second
Damn bitch
Let it sink in
All the smoke

Of chasing some butt
Can't let one day go by
And I learn nothing
Crazy how it all come full circle
A couple long nights
Tropical black on me
A couple hundreds

lost hope I'm sure this here will usher you back home
There's no need for Google maps 'cause it can lead you to endless roads
The whole plan is

need your loving no
Drugs don't make me cool but I still take them
My futures against a wall that I keep making
Hate the word depression, 'cause I'm

take it back to the genesis
Before the introduction of a feminist
Let he who never sinned cast the first stone
Let me reintroduce myself, my name is Chef

for a handout, I slant out like
fourteen empires Stand down, no motherfuckers stoppin' me

You poppin' me, I'm John Goodwin a man in black
For

took 2 shoots I’ll take two mo
I’m the white 2 pac or the black Luke Combs
She call me daddy but I ain’t her folks
Sleeping on me don’t make you woke
If

but honey, I ain't dead!
Let's be bad!

We're courtin' disorder
By crossin' the border

Girls, just don't drink the water!

F.D.R. could take

cussin'
Locked in youth homes at 6 with glocks bussin'
I grew up with not ballers, who got dollars
Shot callers with guns and Rotwillers

[Bizarre:]
By any

gotta meet 'em at Philly
Bell finna rang, let me gеt back to Izzy
Supposed to be doing my work
But my fingers bе itching
I just can’t sit still
Gotta hop

This Is Compton

Compton's Most Wanted

Compton's Greatest Rap, Vol. 2

1993

fool that'll step up)
So follow me into the zone they call panic
Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic
Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop
Crazy

88 Lines About 44 Women

The Nails

Corpus Christi

Karen liked to tie me up
And left me hanging by a strap
Jeannie had a nightclub walk
That made grown men feel underage
Mariella, who had a son
Said I

retire and come back, back
Back the city in my lap
And when I'm in town Leimert Park
Is where I'm at like that

Let's take a trip to Compton and up
In

Nah I only feel scared
It fucks me up more than words can tell 
You died by suicide 
You killed yourself 
Does that now mean that you're in hell

creaming
Black and white stripes
It's the type who like fights
Stab you with a baguette
Walk away with no regret
Lord Save me
Where is my baby
Save my lady