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Makin' Records

Maestro Fresh-Wes

Naaah, Dis Kid Can't Be From Canada?!!

1998

stance
Regroup from your advance, fat chance!
You're say that you're only playing with your soul
You're innovative, but they got creative control

Black Rain

Val Young

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

young thug 
but plese let my baby boy play in the mud 
play in the sun 
please let him have some fun 
don't wet the sidewalk walk that he walk

on him, by the sleeve
With a white T, gold wrist, whip tied up on his feet
See my people grinding, got'em caught up in the greed 
Make'em buck wild 
On this

heart is where it's at;
Muthafucka just look if you don't believe a nigga
No acts,
I only kick facts
I'm horrible with fiction
I feel I'm who these niggas

the hardest

You can't poke a sleeping lion thinking nothing would happen
You touch my boys, I even the score
Right now that's the standard
Lyrically right now,

supposed to
It's the vein that the blood of life flows through
I grew up on this music it's been my guide
Like a father that has always been by my side

Got the bite of a pitbull
Yea My hands get wild I dont need a tool
When you see ya boy drip I can fill a pool
Anytime any place I can act a fool
Always

Fantasy Woman

She can hang with the boys,
She don’t destroy children’s toys.
She’s pretty drama free,
‘Cuz she’s as wise as she can be.
She keeps

a game pressing start
I'm reading off a script I'll do my part
And I'm feeling disgraced
Please remember times
I was in a dark place
No one by my side

different from other guys
Creative unlike no other
But similar as if I'm
Gambino
I made the beat tho
Student of the game
So I'm for my people
The chords

to go car vaule off the lot down
Touch hot pot
Let it drop down
I wish that I could take you all with me
I'll let a lot down
My hearts been on a lock down

promise it only gets better
They proud of me now
But it's only the start
You ridin' my wave
You gon' need you a heart
My life is a movie, I'm playin'

flaw, but you love me anyway

A lot of times I'm so wrong, but you love me anyway

Surrounded by those that love me, yet I feel alone
They say your heart

Merry Go Round

Cold Chisel

Ringside

I cried my tears in a glass of tequila
For a truck-stop honey with a dubious name
She held my heart like a blackjack dealer
And took my money when

Merry-Go-Round

Cold Chisel

You're 13, You're Beautiful and You're Mine

1978

I cried my tears in a glass of tequila
For a truck-stop honey with a dubious name
She held my heart like a blackjack dealer
And she took my money

swiped, look at my life
First movie ever, merked out Mekhi Phife' (that's my man though)
And papi got jerked out of pies twice
Dipset, we workin' with

Who Knew?

Keke Wyatt

Who Knew?

2010

to have
Knowing that I wasn't into to no games
Wasn't tryna take nobody's last name
But you changed my mind
Took me off the grind
Now I'm yours for

And these are mind games
Intricate like the solar
Only see the future cuz niggas have traveled so far
Thankful for my path ain't leaving me out with no scars

through a lot
It's not like they care though
Bruh all these people are fake bruh no cap
Ay
Boy I been dealing with stress
You better watch how you talk

They sneak, by you with both eyes, open
I wasn’t chosen but I, made em have no choice but to focus
In the booth cuz boy I don’t lie
No Cap to shield from

I'm the one to hate
Yeah, I'm standing in your way
Lil' bitch, smash your face
With your bitch, I will lay
All the ladies love my taste
All you

Can't really call it hell though you love me 'till it burns
So hold me by my heart and squeeze it 'till it hurts

To me this place is unknown (you know)

consolin' my moments of crisis
Knowing the price is paid by both
Who s'posed to be thicker than water
Thinkin': why bother
You that father playing deadbeat

my heart into this day after day
And I'm getting outplayed by the dudes that are fake
Like bumping I love it with the feature Kanye
I'm huffing
I'm