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shit

Its a fucked up time we livin' in 
Lies beneath the skin
Clutchin at the systems, vibes of losin' it 
You and me, hackin' lungs and spittin dumb

thought that you were my gee
My friend indeed
But you switched up on me
Just because you done get money
You wan come dey raise body
Yeah I thought that you

motherfucker
That nigga me
And he grew up on poverty
Grew up on robbery
Grew up on ebt
He grew up on dvd's
Grew up had to wash the ones down
Just to keep em

growing grey hairs
I might even shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups
You slip and miss, step ya pay up
See me comin'

your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You

TRØN:
Show me what you're made of
Is it fear? 
Is it real?
Can you kill? 
Can you make love?
What are you afraid of?
Is it me?
Is it them? 
Are you

Streets Raised Me

Mobb Deep

Murda Muzik

1999

C-O-D 
And then this Old G, scold me and told me coldly 
You keep it up and you will be dead like your homey 
But I gotta redeem, get this cream by any

Shine

The Hot Boys

Dirty Azz Mix, Vol. 1

2001

bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is

Shine

Lil Wayne

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1

2002

bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is

me
I heard niggas they don’t like me
Man these bitches love T-Raww
Only trust my Nina king shit with my feet up
Kill a nigga with my song, but
Niggas

the tragic comedy nobody tells me
Less is more going nowhere
Recreating once again
You hurry up and wait for painful pleasures
Always ending once again
You

West coast
West coast
Throw your middle finger like you don't give a what
Cross it with a ring finger
Spread your thumb
And raise it up
West Coast

Mama Didn't Raise No Fool

Firehouse

Hold Your Fire

1992

to strut my cool
'Cause mama didn't raise no fool

[Chorus]
Mama didn't raise no fool
Well my mama didn't raise no fool
You can't tell me what to do

I just want to see niggas prosper
They just want to see a nigga locked up
Penitentiary will turn you to a monster
Don't get laid to rest by

I just want to see niggas prosper
They just want to see a nigga locked up
Penitentiary will turn you to a monster
Don't get laid to rest by

Talk about me trash my name in every single sentence  
I don't give a fuck man
You don't make a difference 
I know you got a ghost writer up in your

We All Die One Day

Eminem

Cheers

2003

unless they catch you (Obie Trice)
We all die one day (go)

Niggas, when I step up in the bar (uh-huh), faggots wanna look (what?)
Like you

and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)

Made it clear like a squeegee

battered
So much lizzy its making me fatter
Stupid prick he ain't got no pride
One up on me my hommie you lied
Run up on me my mumzie won't cry
You'll get

me so crazy, I might go fucking brazy
Or shoot up everything until everyone fucking hates me
Been trying to stop myself from catching a case over you

tell you what it is or what it ain't
Please roll me up another dank, another smoke
Though I see it as the antidote
To cure my daily anecdotes
I see my

differ from those we remember
Stand up in the movement
Raise up spirit fluid
Brave every day patient the wave awaits you
Stand up in the movement
Raise up

're leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food

Yeah
Raise your hands
You got me feeling a certain kind of way
You got me afraid that it all will fade away
You'll stay by my side until we're old