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about taking all the hoes out the prison so they can come and see me
Making them take the Molly, come and sit by me
And when I'm ready to take em up to my

yo wife today
I can't go back broke I go back broke might take my life away
Ain't running off with shit reach over here you gone die right away

1

know I'm taxin' you double
I'm in the pocket like a runnin' back, run it back
I bought your new shit, hey, run me my money back
Fly by night, this

everything
Even when i get out of here
I'll continue where I left off
Got so much to take care of
You can look at me at my eyes and tell me if you see a joker

(fuckin chill) 
(I Think you're trashX2)
Show em' the force of Rayne, slow verbally burst out my lungs
Bruh take a seat, you're gone with no luck, always

smoke one weed on cruise control cause I know God got me
He gon' take my hand and flow me through the stars
I can't admit the fact I'm hurting too

Sometimes I
I lie awake
Close my eyes
Close my eyes and pray
That in time
I will escape
From my mind
I can't run away
There's thoughts in my head

I'm straight out of luck
My conscience tries to play but every time I tell it off
It says, "Don't be stupid, you know that you could die bro"
So I hope,

foolish
My flow pool or scuba
I go deep to school ya
Scared to jump off your stoop you stupid
Get you in ya feelings this is moody music
Keep speaking my

of you
Who try to control
We may see eye to eye
But our visions never lie
For the future I'm a spy
Take my hand I'll bring you high
Buckle up go for a ride

off
The talking too much gets you picked off
I don't care about copping no Maybach
Cause I know when I die I can't take that
Cause I know when I go

to lose

I really don't know what I'm gonna do
I tried to lock you down cuz you was cool
I couldn't take my eyes off back in school
I don't want any other

Amiri jeans
Took a yellow, then took off, shit look like a Spirit plane
Why you take my dawg from me? I don't even feel the same
Man, I got a lot

dog in this bitch, nigga
Yeah, yeah
Might change my mode
By the end of next year
Man I hope my numbers look gross (Sick)
Yeah, wave sick, so you know

start playin'
You sayin' what you sayin' but I'm sayin' what I'm sayin' (ayy)
And my nigga off the Xans he'll blam on your man (brr)

Ayy, I live

bitch
Yeah, get up off my dick 'cause you can't have it, anyway
Runnin' up a check then run it through, through
I'ma worry 'bout me give a fuck about you

you hating on me here is a shout out
If you still talking about here's another one
It broke my heart like a nigga had a spare one
But it looks like I

Where’s my heart? You cannot find it,
I am stuck in this killer mind set,
By myself alone I stand,
Don’t need you to hold my hand,
Try to knock me off this

his bunny’s that he got the good deals
You know
I know
We know
Its Joe
The Bro
To go
Oh no
A hoe
Towards a motherfucker with bad mommy issues
Leave

so that’s not an option
My head’s aching, from all of this faking
You must have mistaken my ranking
So I’m flanking from the side and I’ll catch you by

recognize the cold eyes, the emptiness when souls die 
We just met but I've known you for my whole life 
Don't even try you fucking dope, I'm not a goldmine 

Games So don't Be trying me
Before I have to remove you from Society
Rapping about it but know you don't Actually do that
Take off that cap, let me see

Politics of the Sneaker Pimps

Public Enemy

He Got Game [Clean]

1998

the shoes?
Truth is truth, I tear the fuckin' roof off the house
Expose them foes with my mouth
I see corporate hands up in foreign lands
With the man

want to take your shirt off 

You’re so intoxicating
I can’t stop but thinking about you 
and wanting you 
Feel my hand on your skin 
My lips on your