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a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
the case. Old and dirty, poor quality leather, and heavy.
Better see what's inside. He turned into Lincoln Park, found an
empty place and opened the case.
With another foreign that's inside
We just made a movie & it's online
DVD, Blu-Ray, HD, Even FourK on your TV
Like a genie in the bottle you can ask me
Aye
Late at night I like to
Uh
Mmm
Hey
Late at night I like to take a ride
Or I chill in park and smoke a blunt inside
I look at the street
card smaller
Than his palms with grooves
On it's surface the
Street is quiet, the sidewalk
Clean as he walks
He occasionally slows to peer inside
feet quick - it's all a nigga know
Drive-bys in you-Hauls - prepared anyday
Thuggin' is usual, do that every day
Bitch niggaz get roast, if your not from
foundation
But it's different for all
So first we build up relations
I Watch our World
From the inside
From the inside
I, Watch our World
From the inside
From
only grows at a phenomenal rate
Out of 50 I done ran through 39 of these states
The love that I receive I'm earnin it
From the SMACK DVD shit to the 50K
in chains like im under arrest
N told me okay cuz It's all for the best
Don't need a hug
Or a feeling from you
I'd give you a Chance
But you stirring
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
his prime
We was taught 3 main religions
Ask Walter Williams
The destruction of civilization
By Chancellor Williams
I'm a student from
to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned by 3 degree /give me
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Carry into a new fold
Where society is going pro
Where the cons are actually as cold as snow
Season change go row by row
Till they all go blow by blow
the gods are
I been walkin slow through that dog park
Down by the creek that's where gods are, yuh
I stumble from the several substances inside my system
Me car park inside the Bentley parking lot down the rooooaaad
Me wah stop sit down on me phone and buy clearance cloooothes
Me want stop pay rent
inside of me
Aside from that if he didn't decide to rap
He'd probably find his ass
In the back of a van
As another motherfucking stat but as the story goes
sticky from a melted cone
Insane n sane, the best of both
No name lookin' strange in fettered clothes
Can never say how the weather goes
Maybe ill change
havin a specific get-together by the beach
Rolling Rock's, plus Peach Schnapps, served on the rocks
The Organisms play the boardwalk, pullin numbers from
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
Young nigga shine in the dark
I swear this shit from the heart
This shit been real from the start
It really be hard
We used to trap out the park
heart will give me misery
So I humble myself
Unlock the chains from hell
The chains of pride that bind me inside
Park my pride at the door
So the Lord
With my hood on and my windows down
Ask your girl I'm the realest nigga she been around
When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
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