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our love apart,
Grab this bitch up by the hair,
Rage is fueled by my despair,
Never thought I'd really be the type to care,
Cheated on me twice now I'm

I arrived
Came here with some purpose
Now I've forgotten why I haven't left yet
Haven't hedged my bets yet
Half dead and yet
Haven't halved half my

on command, hollow, talk him down
Spendin' through this Glock and test your luck
We known for sendin' niggas up

We sent him up and left him stuck
Them shots so

the thunder
Trust is plundered
And I'm left for dead
'Cause I'm a fool
You've got me trapped
Between white lies
Don't leave me now
I'm not too good with

blinded by the girl with no remorse, no sensibility
My love and chivalry left at your doorstep like delivery
A life with you and me, was just another damn

my actions
If I move suspicious
It's hard to trust a soul
Adam had love for Eve
And late at night I wonder
If they wanna see me bleed
But put trust

oh oh, know oh oh
She ain't gotta know oh oh, know oh oh

She ain't really funny I'm just laughin' for some neck
Told me that she love me, that opinion

know why or how
FUCK!
BITCH!
I don't play no games go check your mate
Fuck around and get your squad all wrapped up in the cellophane
Boy went for

to admit it
Yeah
So come over, let's close the distance
I would love to benefit from a friendship, but shit
Baby, come around my section
Yeah
Put it all

to the ocean in December that was my highlight
No I don't pay for pussy even if the price right
I keep y'all on the edge of y'all seat like the playoffs
My bad

racks can I stack in a week
I need a m by the end of the year
I need dead presidents rob dinero
I love em they hate me these n***** so weird
See fake

that she would heal
To my young body's aching desire
For an older woman's well-made fire
By the left hand I was led
To the place that we would make our

your
Concept of relationships!
Harley didn't harm your life
So please tell me:
How she left you for the bat
And you blamed it on your belfry?
Clark

to breathe
I feel incomplete

Neck snaps to the left
Breath comes in shallow gasps
I'd kill you all if it would set me free
I'm dead inside, this is my misery

all can kiss it Bitch

Lied to, left for dead
And suddenly ignored
I am - one with God
Leonidas in a war

on, my shells don't stop until it meets dome

And what the fuck is you pussies duckin for
Must've heard Revo got pull like tug of war
And them broads

Holy Land

Les Sampou

Fall From Grace

1996

pumping like a junkie's vein
our headlight was the moon above
and the road curled 'round us like a tunnel of love
when the days dragged by like a wounded

jam, nigga, I'm used to the heat (facts)
These niggas don't know how to score, they just setting the screen
Fuck what you do for the others, boy, what

Ghetto Got Me Shadey

L.V.

Murder Squad Nationwide

1995

left the hood
They swear a G jack a G but to me yo it's all good
I rather be a punk OG
Than a dead OG
Doin' all that time in the county
Snitch-afied

Jacob Nick and red if it wasn't for y'all I'd be dead
I'd be sitting in my room while I'm thinking of taking all these meds
Jacob gave me a place to stay

the swell
Well,
We could be somebody else
We could be dead or locked up in jail
I'll make sure that our love never gets stale
I'll open you up like I'm

Chorus: Why can't I be left with a goodbye,
or a goodtime to remember you by
(remember you by)

You don't look to pretty with your make
up smeared

its flames to these strains - don't wanna see me fading away from a birds eye view
Fuck around on earth and the hurse rides through for ya crew
Might

ya
Show a nigga love, he'll still deceive ya
That's why I keep the 40
I know the procedure
Them boys drop bodies for the bands though
Hide them dead