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too.
pressure by the cops now .&niqqas haten on ya do .
see i aint step on no toes to get here .
this hard work . young'n gotta flow. the shit's clear.
tune that the orchestra played
But it went by me sickly and sentimental
Can I have another piece of chocolate cake
Tammy Baker's got a lot on her
Damn, man. I’m broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at your
Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like
of
Birds and butterflies but
Now I wonder if they will even
Exist for my children to see did you
Have to worry about these things
When you were my age? All
up I never kiss and tell
I been to hell and back, then put it on the track
To make you feel some type of way
Brought the wave
But now them niggas
God must love my head cuz He numbered them
Every detail of my life, every one of them
Made a covernet with my eyes
A covernet with my ears
Some things I
a choice
Not really
Think theyll be less afraid and give me some more time if I pay all the fees?
Thats the spirit Mr . McBride
Let me check
(Praying)
God
how I know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches "I'll be back"
And they believe that shit
It's all good
It's all right
Fuck all day
how I know this must be that shit
I tell them bitches "I'll be back"
And they believe that shit
It's all good
It's all right
Fuck all day
out in Lincoln Terrace Park late night
And I'm bringin' my drank just to round out the high
Got some reefer in my joggers I didn't even think twice
If I
Some brothers'd still be vergins if
The crack never came out
I got the wild style
Always been a foul child
My guns go boom boom, and yo' guns go wow pow
mind hates the attention
I'm sorry suicide didn't work but keep on living
Mama beaten by some niggas, If I see em I'm a kill em
She prayed till she
thing about life, when you makin' some millions, it could always be dangerous
I gotta pay security to live at my crib 'cause I wished to be famous
Too many black women getting raped, I wonder if we gon see all these dudes
End up in jail cause these men are some criminals
Fighting for human rights,
come around here
If my brothers see you, they gon' tell me do a dare
I don't need the codeine and I don't need no damn therapist
Did this by my lonely
at
I see irrelevance condoned by the delegates
Their regression is evident they own
What I been off
Fuck it since it's the samaritan's I sold
I
but one thing
identity saying she is ONE SEVEN
For the movie imma go back and spit at her throw at
the chick like my name is Tech N9ne Bitch!
When I
there's only one thing on our minds
That we must do
Have the best time of our lives
With the time we share tonight
Tell me why
Some of these niggas
Wanna hate on me
Why they so envious
Tell me why
I'm surrounded by fakes
I'm the realest one in this bitch
Can ya
some game well I do know one thing
Them Bills Keep Coming Girl
Them Bills Keep Coming Boy
Them Bills Keep Coming Yea
Them Bills Keep Coming
Uh oh
like she mean, cutest thing I've ever seen
My Bodine in them jeans with some Chase in her face
Baby you give me that notion
Girl let me dive in your
to start wars
Know how to scar yours in a fist fight
Cause toughness is our floor
Warriors that bar nor
But this one is far tore up on this night
Some
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
the wolves at bay
There is only one thing that I can say
Did you stand by me? No, not at all
Did you stand by me? No way
You must explain why this must be
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