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The cat slips by the cans
The clock strikes 2, 3, 4
The time slides by like sand, still

Lightining snakes along the street
It touches the garage

would never get a tattoo
I'd never feed my daughter fast food
("Any sauces with that?" "Uh
Can I get three barbecue?")
Bobby Flay never wrote a recipe

Undefined

Make half a million every year, I'm getting watched by the IRS
I'm deep inside the game while niggas still taking baby steps
Hit my

LBC

Lucky Boys Confusion

Growing Out of It

2000

So let's go back to the Caddy won't slow down, go down 

Hit the next street at the party gonna throw down 

3 dollars to get inside 

LBC flying

Conflict

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

somethin', before my shots'll start pumpin'

6-3 Thug, blow a nigga like drought
Some say my lifestyle, need to be change
Scramble and foul, two hundred

listens I die inside
I try and try but some days I just can't get by
Smoke and smoke still some days I just can't get high
Wonder is it life or the devil

deep down inside you mad at yourself
pull the gun and blast at him you blast at yourself
ever knew somethin was true and then nodded to yourself
cause

the ground, 
She would whisper the words:
Where there is life there is hope, 
Where there is hope, there is life. 
These are the words of the water.

VERSE 3

understand the plan and the Blueprint
They tell us to wear it as long as the shoe fits, but I'm about to lose it
The shoe is three sizes too small for my feet

D-d-d-d damn
Never smoked nothing like this in my life
Pack it in a pipe, put it to a light
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, I ignite i'm high as a kite
Levitate

stay for good
Pull the baddest on the planet, shit i think i could
With a fresh chop, wipin down the wet spots
In these dead stocks, talkin shit like Red

statement, if I do
Make sure I'm dead
All you hearin' is the Drac' click
Then my eyes turn red
And I wasn't surprised when- switched
It was out his hands i do

him in a hearse
Free LB, gotta hold that bird
Hate getting get stopped by fed
More time I forgot what I had in my pocket
If he gets close then pop it,

I took another sip of the
Yac' and leaned back
To my surprise she forgot who my face is
The same one from 3 years ago in here waiting
On her

real
Money talk thats a podcast
Say things you going to walk back
Johnny Cash dressed in all black
Ain't a kickback I just sit back
Count three stacks

Oochie Wally

Bravehearts

Lovin It, Vol. 2

2003

go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking

Oochie Wally

QB Finest

Westwood Presents, Vol. 2

2001

go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking

Uh! Oh!

Sporty Thievz

Even Cheaper

1999

the red eight? 

Anotha shook nigga drivin, keepin his head straight 

When the L start rollin niggaz get they cell stolen 

Drinkin and blowin

Joints 2000

Masterminds

The Underground Railroad

2000

a million thoughts runnin wild in my heart
When it beats it creates musical art
That talks and melodies only heard by Mozart
Telepathically traveled a form

finished

What?

Even though the kid's dead
I'm still seeing red
I'm just a shell of his form
That his innocence shed

He lived a good life and he

yourself for what you couldn't keep
I'm like an Etch-A-Sketch and love is cheap
V3
Some say DiVinci kept one by his bed
He made it out of goat bones, glass

my ears 
I'm down for whatever, she's the one who can let me know 

I reach for the throttle but there's nothing left inside 
I think it's three

[Necro]
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight we present torture and sodomy
Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill
Relax n smoke your crills

I'll make your

of Judas)

THE DEVIL:  
I'm the watcher of the red skies
The spirit of death
I am speaking in his mind
He repeats what I said
I'm the voice inside his head