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Youngins' be playing, I'm not with the games
Tryna' get me a K'
I'm surrounded by greats
You don't move at my pace, man get out my way
Lil' Shawdy, what is

ignite
Don't fight the feeling you got, inhale the vapors that I see that you've brought
I'll take some sips so you know that I'm not some dirty dude

inside you in pain
Society drives you insane
Can't even go out in public
Anxiety eats at your stomach

Cold heart cigarettes ash upon my dirty jeans

Yeah...
It's _lo...
Feel like I've been outside forever, you know what I mean?
I'm just getting started though...

Inspired by this life, so I'd like

now
Let's move now, ayi
Nigga can't tell you everything
Nigga you gotta do things
By yourself now, uh

Imma get the cash bag
You stay back
I don't want

Going down with the rest of the rats on this stinking ship
Gonna drown in this dirty sea that smells like shit
Another night coated with blood, sweat

5th Gear

Andre Nickatina

Conversation with a Devil [CD & DVD]

2003

Ain't no tellin' where I'm at on the map, my chuck taylors days
Stay lays devine, look in the eyes of a rap gad laced with
Rhyme, and its a felony,

Get It On

Slim

Dirty South

2000

[unknown]
Be ready to dip soon as my plane touch down
I only got two days, so we gots to lay it down

You know how we do, in the Dirty, we live it up

myself
I been smoking 'til I get this pain all out me
Had to get up by myself
'Cause they don't give a fuck, man, these niggas don't care about you
We

enthusiast power punk rasta
eating tuna pasta on the daily laze about my day is hazy still from the night before.
i think up ways so that rap pays the bills

phone call we send for the hit-man
people die and no names get mention
people get prang, flo dan too nang
drive by shooting in a transit BANG BANG BANG

the place where the night owls sleep
Oh, lonliness
You're a hard earned crust
You're the night at the end of the day
'Cause you pay your dues
On the road you

Summer Country Skies
Charlie Landsborough
Songs From The Heart

You find romance in the grace
of this dirty one eyed town
Me I've got to get away

the rest.

It's the way you behave when you're digging the grave to find a memory.
You'de be lucky to say it's a beautiful day
When you just glued

walk police wires

We on some eighty six, stick-up figure impulse

The last days are crime, son, take it as an insult

To all the killers and the hundred

dirty all by lonely only rollin’ one deep
Put that on my momma
Stack the dough let it pile up
Can’t look forward to karma
When you robbin’ the robbers

open
You bitches hoping the barrel smoking
Will get me choking
But I'm a goon by blood
That shit'll get me focused

If you insane in the membrane waving

and upward
You know me
Don’t tell me
What you think of
Who I should be

City lights when passing by
My home is the road
Sound check hotels/backstage hell
I’m

What I bust is rig and show
And love for the big
Payback or payday, lyrical melee
Better performance since back in my hay day
Spit enhancement, gimme

smash
If I don't get money from rhymin'
That's a fateful day
I might have to take it back
To the kitchen like Rachael Ray
I don't put no work in with

the freezer
How much I hit the road? Shit
I do it really frequent
Couple thousand every day
That's the type of shit I'm seein'
Wore a ten thousand dollar fit

Saced by the bell
They grabbed him, they punched him
They slapped him in the face
He stumbled, he tumbled
He felt like a disgrace

A dirty shirt, a lousy

Bitch, I'm ballin' like I play for Berkeley
Not in second, in third, only first place
Don't be trippin', bitch, I had the worst day (A-A-Astro got it

actually do
And judgin' by the people that
Are settin all the standards
All of us go outta style too oh Lordy Loo
I swear to christ I'm sure
To screw