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to pull out the fader
They fucked up the streets
(Fucked up the streets)
I ain't the nigga who stuck on the streets
If you ready the die don't say nothin'

Yea  yaa yaa hea
Hey turn me up Trizzy

You know my Roli perfect timing hey
And all my diamonds always shining hey (ok)
You see me cooling wit a fine

Whatever happens, I won't fight it
Step on the gas, you we will pass
Puffing the grass, sipping a glass
Look to the clouds, then look down
I know where I am

successfully

Just cooling in the place
(Word, put shit in their proper perceptive
God) driving fresh Benzes and Ranges
(Fucking faggot) what you talking about

to hear
You're faker than that color in your weave, that is clear
You're quick to quote Joyce Meyer and T.D. Jakes
Singing devil's gospel, I see you

can't hold me down I'm taking flight
They say two wrongs don't make a right some win some lose but that's just life
That's just life call it what you

diamonds and put
Them on her heel
Enougj said you couldn't kill me
I was born dead

I ain't heard you say shit since I put it on
I got God by my side so

phased by the shade that you throw
And I cannot be reached if you hit me on the phone
Because I am up in space
Elevate on my own
On my own
I can return but

of me and you
And I been hearing through the wind, it got your nigga mad 
But I'm surrounded by them boys who up in blue 
Uh huh

Pop it for a nigga
Pop

of you
I can choose good company and keep it slim
Shout out to your girls
Benita, Joyce, Van and dem
And if I ever lose a child 
own a single mother's home

Because of you
I can choose good company and keep it slim
Shout out to your girls
Benita, Joyce, Van and dem
And if I ever lose a child
Own a single

love so a youngin
Cooling by his lonely
Me and 'cuz was selling dimes
And nickles right off stoney

I'm equipped so I hope you thinking quick
Don't want

Tearing Me Apart
Written by Joyce A. Huston
Published by Lady J Huston Music

Here we are back together again 
I just don't ever seem, to ever win,

O yeah that's her
That's how you be saying it 30
Free the guys free the guys
Always remember what ever a rat say don't matter
I'm in the booth wit my

wyling
Trying to write all my wrongs that I made as a child
I will be successful, just give me a while
They say I'm an awkward artist, I can let you meet

don't got a clue like Rooney
Spreading all these facts cooling down with a smoothie
Fool me now when you bringing bags to me
Laughing out loud cause y'all

what can I say
Every beat I will slay
I won't runaway
Every due I will pay
Just watch where I lay
I might wake in LA
Might lay by the bay
Now I'm feeling

When they ask me where I’ve been and what I’m doing, I say
I been laying low, I’ve been cooling
And still everybody wanna know who I’m screwing
Get

do you say now, as if you're in the right somehow -
You put your finger in my face and then we died - 
Yeah, you put your finger in my face and then we

believe
You'll see aunt Joyce, uncle Tom, and Grandma Lee
And I will know him my savior when I come to him by the marks where the nails have been

Yes, I

selfish from time to time
Can't be stupid
By giving you my pretty heart
My presence soothing
Cause i be cooling
On this new shit
Where I feed into what i

Funky Child

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger
Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr.

I'm drowning in sorrow, don't know where I'll be tomorrow
You see, I would lend a hand, but I ain't got one to borrow
They say the sky is the limit,

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