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I'm on a Russ Parr thus far, to us stars
This is just us rock, use a nigga guts for the guitars (Put it on)
They getting bodied by an old nigga
Tell

could track how much them niggas make and make rounds
At the All-Star break of day or so by Valentine's
So my advice if shorty doesn't know the game,

Stuck at a Standstill

Scarface

Balls and My Word

2003

Artist: Scarface
Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch

These niggas is fuckin with a dangerous game

Hey Joe, what's up baby?

Yeah, I like the beat

Billie Jean (No Diggity Remix)

Dr. Dre

No Diggity [#1]

1996

No, no, no diggity
This is the remix remat
Brought you by Blackstreet
No diggity no doubt (one, one, one, two no diggity)
Play on, playa
She was

Oh mama it's bad by my side
These niggas said some shit, now we mad gotta slide
Don't even know what to go grab, where's my knife?
All I pray is

Oh mama it’s bad by my side
These niggas said some shit now we mad, gotta slide
Don’t even know what to go grab, where’s my knife?
All I pray is that

We been burning up the whole night 

Know some bad advice and some rules I don't abide by

I just pray to god 
Hold my head 
Keep my soul tight 

I

I'm the coldest monkey in the park and never mind my colors 
I ain't running from an opp or anybody but my mama 
Got my hands up and they still shoot

Moolah and I'd take it like some (bad advice)
Wasn't one to think about the consequence
Mama thought the preacher could've talked some sense
Into me tho

that's a dirty deed
come up with my bread maybe copastenic with da cheese
conditioned by my families smokin da best of weed
vicelords and da gd's crips n

Stressing got 4 kids and he got bills to pay
I told my nigga I got us bruh ima make a way
Big Bro I promise No Drama I put that shit on my mama
He had my

Lil mama tryna catch a vibe with me
From the East to the West side
Ain’t found nobody that’s the type for me yeah
And maybe you that but I
Feel like

Akween
Wake up baby
Akween
Hey baby
Heyyyy baby
look
Akween this ya first love
The man that that gave you ya second hug
Ya mama was first
Now let me

Got too much love in my mama Truck yeah
When I give u my best
That shit is not enough yeah
It was all bout heart, and I gave it All
Came all this way

Throw myself on the side of the road
I'll let them vultures come I'm dead, dear
What goes around comes back around
I'm haunted by a bitch named Karma

bucks in my account and I’m suppose to get by
And I'm expected to live right just lay off of it man
What good is being good if the goodness don’t pay off

no surprise
13, I see my mama gone with the open eyes
I keep asking GOD why, Why my mama had to die
Then he replied by taking Tony to the Sky 
I ain't

etiquette
I'm definitely very inspired by that, man
I appreciate you and everything you do
Shout out to Gonzalo

Shout out to motherfuckin' Malcolm
Nigga, who

these stories never came
I get advice and no support
shit really stupid in a way
I'm always thinking after I stop thinking
Am I going insane?
Play by

did it
I don't want your advice about this life if you ain't never lived it,
Mama wanted an engineer, but I wanted entrepreneur
She talkin' bout some

an Ernest Hemingway portrait painted by Ernie Barnes
Clean sneakers and dirty horns, last soldier of thirty gone
Who lost hope but still journeyed on
Yet

really blows my mind
I don't know that I survived
Still I go back from time to time
And visit others by their grave sites
Wish mama had lived to see
That

See you can't handle pressure on your own
So why you carry boulders by yourself
They stole the story they tell it wrong
And glorify the horror

in my mama van
Stop for gas on Rosecrans trust me
These niggas rushed me for something
My cousin probably did

Guilty by association
Story of my life