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gay son!

He loves his son
He loves his son
His dead gay son!

Now, I say my boy's in heaven!
And he's tanning by the pool
The cherubim walk him

shit right
Even when I'm wrong
I still got time to study at night
What I'm doing
Gotta keep it low
Always on a need to know
Bet you notice Ro
Even with

beens and disowned by the backspins 
Alone to the grasp and I'm grown into grassman 
I'm a grown to these draftsman just a pine cone to these axe men

Called my name you know me well
I walk by faith there's no one else but you
But these feet been walking way to long
And these dreams make me believe

4 thousand on some power niggas slippers
Bad bitch do it like the money I flip her
All the time boy I get to the money I throw it quicker
Gave em red

Go Hard

The Ranger$

Jerkin Is a Habit, Vol. 1

2009

walk by
No jail we got bars
Everybody know that my crew go hard
Go go go go go go go ( go hard)
Go go go go go go go ( go hard)
Go go go go go go go

thrown away by you
The Sea Witch bares her tooth
All I want's another chance to speak to you

If you could please, let me leave
Let me float out of here

instrumentals
King of the underground
Loc walk like a Pimp
Fuck the run around
Know a couple OGs that'll run em down
And he keep it low-key when they gun em down

Got me writing cliche ass love songs
I been good but lately this what I been on
Puffin' my chest out when I walk like King Kong
At times I'm feeling

Damn baby what you say?
Rose pedals know your means, walk through your dreams
Gallery Department, splash the paint through your jeans
Pull up

In the great big house with wooden panels and high mirrors,
old people are talking low, nurturing a life that is not mine.
Sunday is falling smugly

fuck with them niggas they breaking the code
When we him, my nigga reload
My bro getting pounds he crack by the low
Sneak in we ain't kicking your door

bought While im popping lids 

Coup detat 
Praise be cllah 
MFs lost in the sauce 
Tell em knock it off 

I'm on way to the papes get wavey 
ct all times

Collide and die in these songs
Live my life through these poems
Had the world in my palms like fourtune tellers
Now tell her I juggle faith in the phone
I

got fifty problems
I'm tryna have a house party
Bring fifty condoms
I just bought a fire ass piece
It cost me fifty dollars
Walk in Walmart so I can
Buy

alone
then I take my stuff to the new home
the time was very hard
I was bored in my home
then I wrote this song
I smoke all day weed
and then I go

Soap Boxn

The Living Legends

Almost Famous

2000

[Bicasso]
Ooooooooo ...oohhhhhhhh watch out a watch out a watch out
I can't stop how come? It's no breaks in what?
This hip-hop say what? No low

to stand tall
Through it all when you feelin' low
Yeah you got to crawl to walk
But only after you grow
If you at the end of ya rope
Just promise me you

chairs is all about

Skip, dance, parade or prance
The chances are you'll win
If an empty chair is right there
Where you could plop right in

Walk

chairs is all about

Skip, dance, parade or prance
The chances are you'll win
If an empty chair is right there
Where you could plop right in

Walk

tryna ball like Patrick Vieira
I didn't wanna walk to school had to jack a Carrera
Them days of eighth came looking like a three-five
My only holiday

Fried Noodles

Pink Guy

Pink Season

2017

Low budget and underrated
Kids, the only way to succeed
Is to chip away at the soul
And hope by the time you get there
You ain't singin'

I live

song
Let's appreciate it while it's on
For every soldier who got hit by a
Roadside bomb and lost an arm
If you got an arm put your fuckin'
Arm in the sky

swear that she can get it
Any time I'm ready
You can tell by my teeth, I got money
Throw in the air
Make it rain when it's sunny
Girl, you gon' hop