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Mystic Stylez

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez

1995

duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar

under dogs
I know Lane, and Chris just talked about this
But I don't think it's been beat home enough
Howie Roseman, A few years ago
Was relinquished all

Take Me Home

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 3

2001

that we set in the day,
they actually came to be. (yup yup)
but now I'm lookin at a black white paper,
and with a whole book of memories (but we never

I mean I'm dying inside
And ya heart is just where the home is

Why couldn't I say all of this
In front of all of my homies (Home-mays)
I saw them

50 cal k style risk dribble when I lift it
I just hit the club you know I'm rolling got the stick in
Ammunition too nigga make me put the clip in
I

of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where

the candles and pray for my life
Cause the dread creepin in like overnight
I wanted to say thank you, to let them know they made me feel at home, and I'd never

that I've chosen
Memories fade to dreams, as my entity turns to nothing
I tried saying Goodbye but you wasn't up for discussion
Guess that nothing's

to Get Better

Or
Wild Wild Woman
By Your Smith

Or Forest Whitaker
By Bad Books

Do you have any regrets?

Oh yeah
Plenty

I've seen these music docs

college kids
Impressed by it like college chicks
Bodies thick, want the stick
I gives a ish if you liken this to Vicodin
Just a drug, just a thug please

when I drive by
Bout to set it off cuz it's showtime
I come alive in the nighttime
And you can find another vibe like mine

I guess success just begs

brothers and
Sisters, the memory of his parents
The street vendors selling
The elotes con mayonesa that I would beg him
To get in the mornings before school

came up from the bottom so I had to boss up yeah

I know they gone miss me at my home town
I just had to boss up with my own time
I know they gone miss

to swing low until a chariot takes me home
No I'm more like Harriet
Running my race better than Secretariat
How
Just know I pound
The pavement and make

And walk around the garden
I suppose you go to bed at night
Exhausted yet excited
Doesn't count it doesn't count
Until you're pissed off just like i am

This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo

Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new

I never played along with all the silly games
Thinking back on how we even met how far we really came
And all it really fucking took was just a story

the world, aint trying to die home
Called me phony, or later, it's still a dial tone
I'm busy I just ran it up, who burning cals off
Pockets looking like I

to define my blessings
When on the road just know I'm well protected
4ORTYAKERZ & a 40 cal
This that drop squad, get well adjusted
 get in tune with

a rare orchid)

I take your hand
and now we meet.
This time I see
what’s meant to be.

I did not come here
just to stay down in agony.

And your world it

a rare orchid)

I take your hand
and now we meet.
This time I see
what’s meant to be.

I did not come here
just to stay down in agony.

And your world it

Memories made in the blackest of places we call home
From the places that we are from
From the triple darkness we come from
I'm connected like

Tweakin'

Vince Staples

FM!

2018

suggest you pout
I'ma send this nigga out, get blessed by the God
Don't get clapped on
Just a young black man with a backbone
In the back come home

hoping God would be by me, I met a woman who truly loves and trusts me.
I make even more friends who know they can count on me.
I laugh, I love, I lie I