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of a goddess under the door separating  me 

From the answer that transcends all of time 

Think about how my last two egos died 

My third might up and commit

gymnastics
Put him in runtz, he got popped by the pole (boyah)
Pistol slapping, grab an automatic, get to mashing
Never slacking, bitches catfish, we took 'em

really had nobody Know that I gotta make it, cause if I don't
My niggas won't have nobody Postin' all them clothes up on the gram
But you ain't got nothin'

Music

Outsidaz

The Bricks

2001

kid is retarded, hate all you want, we gon' get it regardless
Representin' Jersey, ain't no other state
Before the love and hate, huawk, spit in ya

meet, with rapping in the back seat.
Not all money’s good money, ‘specially in your own hood,
Funny, but the ones you see every day ain’t easy plays

Lights off, cover all your tracks
Leave the keys on the table
Unwilling and unable to come back

Threw away the painting you got me
That day up in

got the most  
Straight from the gutter and back on the coast  
Ugh

I'm sick of living in my own world  
I'm sick of living where it's all about me

A Better Me

Poor Old Lu

A Picture of the Eighth Wonder

This song is definitely one of the 'filler' tracks on the album. Never played in concert (that I can remember) and hardly ever mentioned by anyone.

Why Me

The Lost Trailers

The Lost Trailers

2006

me everywhere
God it follows me everywhere

Playing why me, oh why me
All I got's another song about how money makes and breaks the law
And I sing

We're gonna cut out of class, meet the girls by the railroad track

Well ev'ry Friday night, there's a band that you gotta hear
Just a dollar ticket in

of gats and bad vocabulary
My rap has drug tracks and blood capillaries
It's all cemetery, and about mortuaries
I ain't saying anything out of the ordinary

What’s dead may never die
I have my mother by my side
Like them bitches you’re being shy
I did my thing since nobody tried
Like nobody no
I know what

Let it go

You know my name shadshadshad
We not playing
I put words together like magicmagic
We can't stop man, this is classic
You know my name
Then

for me
Fuck in the mall then I'm popping her tag
I just be running shit up and
I don't give a fuck about
Stacking some chips at the mall by the bag

Let's talk about Indian Drill
Imma rap in Hindi but not Tamil
When I spit my verse, you'll need a hearse and I'm sure your girl will crave
For abortion

Can't Play It Cool

Sheer Mag

Need to Feel Your Love

2017

a broken heart
I can't play it cool
Oooh oooh oooh

We're desperate by design
But just you wait, I got a situation in mind
And just when I'm about

surrounded by paintings and a priceless flower vase his life was good and slow

next time the poodle wants to have adventures
he'll just dream about 'em from

Slug, I'm on the road to the

I used to stand on the
Block selling four track tapes
Trynna make enough papes to buy more blanks
There was all kinds

been buzzin
I'm a engineer
Shawty been yapping off about me to her peers
Racks
Stacks
Run the track back
Joshee grinding facts
Physical therapist so I

afraid of nothing 

It's Hooded Justice
Hooded Justice


Jesse Owens on the track 
Hitler was in the White House 
All that ink spilled beneath the white

My pieces are leaving me
Being picked up by strangers
And I can feel the danger
As though I must be contained
I'm losing track of what is real
I need

logics dem nose grow,   never  drop the   standard like when a car low Michael Schumacer pon di track Rookie seh go pro GAlactic Navigator, Han Solo  about

Dissent is what the flag's about
You see injustice? CALL IT OUT!

It isn't black and white
It's one for all
We stand united
Or divided we fall...

out, the song plays now
In the noonday, got the throughway
Don't give a fuck about what you or your crew say
Iridescent wings in desert wind
Burner type