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controlled
Vlados were the shoes to go on two feet our moves would show
Talent behind the 3 that shine or shined
But still could spark up the flame
Sure

thang i said it's one for the
Money and these Hollywood bitches
2 middle fingers up to
All these hating niggas
Its 3 in the morning and
The party just

at my feet 
Your flowers stink 
They fuckin wreak 

I'll let my weeknd after hours speak 
I'm proud of me like hourly 
My powers deep and if you disagree

should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread 
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed

She wanted to leave me, but that was alright
Packed up my things, railroaded after the flight
Skkr, skkr
Yea, yea
She wanted to leave, but I caught

By the Time I Get to Phoenix

Isaac Hayes

The Best of Isaac Hayes, Vol. 2

1986

I don't wanna go, but I've got to leave you, mama
And he's going down the highway
I guess it was around 3:30 in the morning
He could hardly see

On the day that love died I married my bride
And we buried her six feet this morning

On the day that love died my beer it survives
And it drowns out

plenty
Feeling like I’m 21 go slaughter on ya daughter, like a pimp
VV pointers hitting big yours is smaller than a shrimp
If you tried to run up on us ,

wish cause it felt like I was newly born
Life death rebirth see the circles getting smaller
Like guess my feet hurt its more work and less a calling

away, oh glory
I'll fly away in the morning
When I die, Hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away

When the shadows of this life have gone
I'll fly away

uniformity
By taking choice away from you and me
And that is how (Tell us how)
It came to be (How can it be?)
After two long centuries
That in the name (Whats

the cybernetic cascade
Blade Runner walks, with shadows by his side,
In the neon city, where illusions hide

Verse 3
Through the smog and haze, he tracks his prey,

Manifesting comma after comma after comma
Man I love the game more than Kanye love donda
Ugh, Money gettin longer
Hungry as I was when I first was gettin

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness

1992

[ Havoc ]
Yo, this Havoc the Mouthpiece from the S.C.C.
I only got three words to say:
South - Central - Madness

[ Prode'je ]
Hoo-ridin in

a bitch
The club like a grocery, I just bag a bitch
And you know I'm gon' score like Deion after picks
I'm rollin' on a pill, she get that morning-after

Come sit here right by my side
Hurry you are missing the show
Children running, catching candy
From the passing motorcades
I call your name three

haters
It's blessings I'm after
A toast if we're famous
A toast to the streets
Tunachafua round hii

Ambia Abu niko ready steady round three
No formula

and emptied
Up into the candy dispenser
Then minutes later after eating them, m&m
Had got indigestion then he went and set in
To the bathroom and snatched down

1am we got the motion
3am the shots is going
Doing magic like it's potion
6am in the morning
I got her screamin' got her morning
Pussy wetter than

a number
Add it on up to twenty-five
The joke is on you, I'm still fucking alive
Had to drive by with the beat tape up in my mind
And combined with

shining while mining my soul for diamonds/
standing on the shoulders of giants but held down by my environment//
,  2 oh 3rd based creative, cadence

It's a beautiful night and I'm just walkin' down the street
Not payin' no mind to nothing just starin' at my feet
Tonight's been slow so Imma spice

For when you roll around in it, a wish is sometimes granted
Beyond the Handes lie the Sleevies, smaller but quite hilly
And on their rocky lower slopes,

resurrected!
My mind disconnected the feet from the ground
and I passed through the storm
after enduring massacre, overtaken by noise
and chaos, pathos