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Margiella on a Rocafella Blinded by all the bling

Aint Shit Sweet Exception of the Dollarsign
Uncle Sam and Sally May School of Hardknocks Going Columbine

of choice is fiction for niccas
So niccas flee in big quantities Leaving birth towns, big cities, You fuck around you're finished Now staying low-key is

Downs
Only went when them fireflies came out
Stadium got bought
I guess everybody got they price
I'll be there but now the talk of the town (I am woah)

have eyes, they are brown
And when we go and we hit the town
I tell you things that you don't care to hear
But that's fine cause
I just want to say

leaving town
Before I had this cash I was nowhere to be found
Now a nigga dripped out everybody come around
They try to play me but I know I ain't no clown

what I do controlled by the system  call them educated fools 

No that ain’t cool I shoot, shoot shoot.

You duck like du du duuuu leaving your two

own mistakes mistakes
Bell ringing, church
Bodies on the floor dead
People cross the borders
Leave their home towns
Leave their mothers leaving
Real war

of rebellion in the valley of the templars/
Battlefield Benatar, went from dented car body/
To leaving shoddy part of town in your Bugatti/
Catch up you get

can be me I'm living like this
Get the fuck out my face hoe you can't get a kiss
I take her to pound town and she get dismissed
That Nigga aa snake but

beneficial
But see everybody listens 
In this little shit town I'm in
So of course you know I heard shit too
Because when one door opens
All the birds get

Made over 2 mil, never had a shoe deal, everything is too real, never had a crew still.
Play with the sharks, Stop by the light. See a fresh Benz

but at least i got half
Half hearted don't get man started this beat ain't the time to start
We bucked bro in town and took a shot at the larks
I put

house
Nothing new in this town 
Everybody wanna rap now 
Shetty dacked 
No react 
Then its back to back down
Lacing tracks to the tracks 
That's a wrap

Hit da Floe

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

killing style
Everybody talk cause we home now
Look at here boy, you'd better gone now
It used to be black but it's chrome now
If it's cocked back then it's

on the blocks rock smugglin
And these little gray stones is so addictive
Niggaz even paid with they homes, is some sick shit
But in the hood, you either known

Georgie Boy

Jack Lukeman

Metropolis Blue [Razor & Tie]

2000

don't you stand up and fight?
Be it winter, summer, or spring or fall
You just hangin there
Down by the old town hall
Remember that summer evening

killing style
Everybody talk cause we home now
Look at here boy, you'd better gone now
It used to be black but it's chrome now
If it's cocked back then it's

governmental secrets
Now in every city it's civilians screaming
Everybody leaving, no time for chit chat
Stuck and I don't know how I'm gone get back
Even

get to leaving
Yeah, that ship sailed now
U.S.S.L, I guess it was fleeting
Yeah, I could fuck anyone
I could fuck everyone
But It's fuck everyone

court
Watch the layups
I walk in so everybody calm down
Don't make it obvious we know Colour hold it down now
Like what they talk 'bout?
My heads' in

To celebrated
Reality kept saying you're fucked, ambition saved him
Now I'm their favorite
I could have stuck to school but how was it my life i played by your

I guess everybody knew the way the sergeant knocked her 'round
But he laid down the law in that dusty cattle town
The front bar just fell silent when

in hell
With a curse until I get there
With this story to tell
And a verse so deranged you put
Your house up for sale
And get the fuck outta town
Cause