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most of them ain't straight
She was a goodie back then but couple years and shit changed (bad)

Rule number two, never trust in a youte
Probably

Punkinhed

Boondox

Punkinhed

For every drop of pain
No turning back now it's done
Everything is said 
I am evil 
I am pain
I am the PunkinHed

Thirty seven years cold and resting in

clingy for real
Kick a bitch to the curb
She too clingy for real
In the junglе wit gorillas
Watch out for them snakes
And red еye, envy, jealousy, hate

5 Minutes of Doom (Comin' from the Legion)

The Almighty RSO

Revenge of Da Badd Boyz the EP

1994

We ain't havin that this year
This is comin straight from the Bean, knawmean?
And we ain't havin that
[Name] Street live, muthafucka
Hey yo, Rhome,

dancing kinda dirty 
You do 10K a year and I do that by 7:30
Views views. Every time I move see me in the news
Solo Squad it is the crew, like the mafia we

and the pain, at no cost, through gains
Cause I just wanna see my niggas win
I just wanna see my niggas, uhh
Lil bro I know its hard 7 years and now a break up

Long Winding Road

Jin

100 Grand Jin

Or stayin at relatives well get a place of our own
And even though the feelin was good
Don't get it twisted naw money we still in the hood
Now a years gone by

Rush

Pacewon

Won

2002

of my plan is get this bad bitch
to fuck the President, give that man the package
Next I'll fix up a chemical mixture (huh)
to get the armed forces out

1-800-fuck-this-shit
Seven years old in my heart
So I'm stayin' gold but when I fuckin' go
Lucifer will probably have my soul
It's hot down there, fuck that
Bitch I'm

faced, she too shady
I don’t care, yeah, don’t, no, I don’t care
Yeah looney gang deep in here, yeah
7th street deep in here, yeah
I'ma take off this year

behind bars
A warrior, my story defined by my scars
Seven thirty verbal, my word work circle
You a jerk, fool
I burn you like your birdds do

Let me hold

Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (verb)
Xrp, we're tryna let

Uh, hmm
Skate off
Ayy
Snipers out
Ski

Yeah
I told her you ain't gotta worry 'bout us
T-House for a month (yeah)
Seven pounds and it's

I Need an Eighth

Miami

Collection of Dope

need an eighth of sticky gooey
And when I get this eighth I'm blowin' with the Louie
Help me out

Seven a.m. in the mornin' and the monkey's at my

been 7th grade then
Way back in auntie's basement
Way back when I was anxious
Way back catching cases (Right)
Legal fees got me workin' hard
Tryna pay

Smoke weed, I hate fears, I shake spears
I know pain from cuts and bruises when you lose, I can relate tears
I haven't seen my father
For seven