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way ahead
But how you hold your head
When you aint ahead
Really shows if you a man
And I aint gonna lie
I climb trees all day to keep my head high

Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood

pain more and more
Leave your whole ass body sore
When I slam you in the door
Golf club at your head like fore
Bitch I'm sniffing petrichor, aye
Fuck

the greed in rappers I hear
I know you thinkin you the man out here
If you make it ya the only one who persevere
Turn your back up on the streets like ain't

Before I put it in I smack her ass (smack it)
Pull out my iPheezy, hit record, turn on the flash (haha)
We gon' make a movie like Ray J and Kim

Off the Corner

The Associates

Return of Dragon

2001

speakers
Yo, see get me some water yo
Turn it up real loud
I'm just goin' rock this joint yo go head, go head
Here it go. Press record
All eyes over

SunTrust
Ghost'll keep shinin' 'til the sun bust
So word up, Born'll be right behind the curtain with the nose out
Sixty senate, get the Rover out

Dr.Pepper with flesh thats been pepperd by lead
Throw away gats help to see through your head
Stacking my bread your krust butterd in red
Thin slicing your

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete

tonight
I’m a newborn and I
Wish I knew what’s going on in your head
I’d give my life for each declaration
Of love you make
I feel like a knight
Who has

the head
Than kiss up your ass just to be accepted
No amount of the cash can get me distracted
All the hustle myself made I don't take you for granted
You

San Francisco Knights

People Under the Stairs

The Next Step

1999

Franciscan

Knight Lord Radio and Hale Bop on the Bay Bridge faded
Trying to find Smiley's house, thank God we made it
Yo, blunts, broads and beats, keep

can I please have your autograph
Flashing lights, just shade them with the Ray Bans
A million-dollar dream please don't wake me up from this trance

can I please have your autograph
Flashing lights, just shade them with the Ray Bans
A million-dollar dream please don't wake me up from this trance

Wake up thank god for the life yea
Separate wrong from the right yea
Keep it tribal outsiders too trifling
I do not need your advice
New altitudes Im

Whatcha Know

Three 6 Mafia

When the Smoke Clears

2000

a felonist, don't fuck with ghetto presidents
Run up in your residence, gather all the evidence
Murder list is specialist, clickin' on this medicine

tell em where we at Malik
We in this bitch

I'm ballin' on these niggas and I pull up in that coupe
I stay plottin' shit, and you haven't got a clue (You

a white boy at the college
On the road makin' money, check the mileage
Gave em' extra, know I keep my J's smiling
Another deposit, the money keep pilin'
We

Presenting tape should own
Replace the thrown with some
Non-Prophets drop bass ON
Sage is know to pull your card kid so chill
I mess up plans like robbers with

how I will remember my life
Living through pain but I know I'll survive 
People be leaving just kicking and screaming keep bashing my head to keep me

Underground to da Heavens

Sunz of Man

Freedom of Speech

2004

a thought to a debt-trap and two inch reels
want to catch up where I'm at? Renew your skills
Concentratin on my next move, lose your deal
Stay on tour like

Dance by the fire side
Well, we're runnin' on Lake Time
Let your hair hang down tonight
The stars are brighter, the jeans are tighter, the radio plays our

the sun rays
I'm half baked, eyes red from the green
Blue skies on the scene
Great day so it seems
It's a great day to roll
Give the car a go
Call up your

won't like me when angry
Make me write a verse to fuck up your day like that can of beans in ya pantry
I need an audience to prove I ain't fraudulent