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A lost ability
This proves my momma complicity
Better alone and unaccompanied
Than in bad company
Work for yourself not company
Dropping diamonds for free

crucified
By Lucifer, that loosened ties
Between us, can't you see us
So tell me, where is the you in I
She said
"That's the religion that was imposed on us

thinking about having you around
Having you around more, do ya like how that sound
Now tell me is ya
Down for the ride yea, be by my side
Stuck on me like

In this life, you got to put in work
Just got paid and I'd be lying 
If I said I never bought much
Money makes the girls twerk
Court dates were more

a science it's Ferrell that blades offer glory
Cycle repeating but breeding is stopped by the judge and the jury

Streets are never safe
Lower down your

murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Pass by his family but what can I say?
Keep your

This where we separate
The boys from the men
I'm not Joyner
I am not Joyner
You niggas really got me fucked up
It's 'bout to get real spooky

Rush

Pacewon

Won

2002

the picture
With them gone, my men storm the globe and
then we'll own it, like Caesar and the Romans
Time flies, years become moments
And the Outsidaz still

Cowboys and Indians

Cross

Shove It

1988

of rock and roll

We got preacher men who want to save your soul
Got the motorcity with the Motown beat
Get hip to the beat on the hip hop street
Stars

And there's no such thing as a stranger
We're all equally backwards and wrong
Sharpened axes nor wits
Bones are broken by sticks
And you never be free 'til

was golden
My slogan imposing words are spoken
By rats and rodents Da kush I'm rolling
You cursed w omens the showman
Fear no man or no men ya fear

Mach five
Stop by
See what I've been working on
You know the location my vocation is a work of art
Paint it
Pastels hang aloft
The fancy fireplaces

the book
We got workin' men with nowhere to work — we can only pray
But every night — that's right — this town goes out to play

‘Cause it's our drinkin'

Me by ma dressing
Stay in your lane, make u nno worsen
Things adey go through 
That's so hurting
Ten toes on the grind, no resting
Yeah, that's ma

comedy
Ratioed by the quantity, wanna be, better than a citizen
I read the law, you're a servant to the citizens
Lower that attitude, little ones targeting

you been it just matters how you living/
Plus we put a lotta work can't describe what the feeling/
Ha re gadikile thata get the Eff outa the kitchen/
No

the world through my stare, Glock 10 baby tucked by my underwear, hopped in early look bit*h I'm still here, windows up tacked even if the whip rare, I know

men you've ever seen have strayed
You're the only one I want to take my name
Let's get on a plane, let's get on our way
Put cell on away, don't tell em

literally two pack open
Now can you picture me 2pac rolling
If i ain't got i bought the hardest with me
So either way your going down like? city

I like men

Already Gone

Some men like sit around and watch the sun go down
Some just like to sit and shoot the breeze

I don’t wanna live like that
I just

year old whore
Who didn't mind the work
But was looking for much more
When pirates invaded
Burned that village to the ground
They all ran into

users-allure

I feel smothered by this music industry
I need a breather
Guess who’s back selling that shake
Like seizure?
I was on hiatus, I ain’t stop stunting

Out of work, in at nine, out at five
On your mind all the time
Call my line, hotline, hotline, hotline
America online all night
Drink a Monster, grab

need a ride from work
Im in route
Soon as them feelings came out
Kick u out my house
Shouldn't have ran yo damn mouth
Don't know what u talking bout