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booth I mean desk, just me to myself
So spare me your fucking excuses
Yeah people don't listen to visions, they blind to the image until it is finished

Glock stay on safety or that shit a prop kid
Your mans got shot, y'all ain't spinning no blocks
And your bitch finna lick it up, lick it up stop it
Stop

attending all mine 

Writing in the sheets and it’s your bedtime 

Know imma make it god gave me a sign 

Keep it in my prayers he knows imma shine 

All

Gang's All Here

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

Holliday] 
Doc ain't nuttin but the truth, 100% when I get bent 
It's possible that I'm mad, forget ? I'm blind, deaf, and mute 
To all you shit poppers,

hobbies are just his chores 
With locks on all his doors 

What wasted time 
With a son, he won't see shine 
Cuz he's been blind 
'I'll teach you a bloody

We were just some good ole Kentucky boys
My brothers and me
My oldest brother Jack was the one who had the voice
He was wild and free
It was beer,

man
I ain’t, I ain’t ask for this man
Brother live on different terms, but I won’t speak no more on that
Niggas banging all the sudden throwing signs,

Running up them hundreds 
In the trenches 
My boy ain't shed a tear 
He jus man up for sentence

On God every bag I made 
I jpayed him a percentage

euphemism who can get em eye can see em
Truth is all carpe diem
Who involved eye can beat em
Fear is fear and eye can dig it
Who can get em eye can see em

he's doing everything he can
To get over it yeah
We talked about cars all night

Not easy being a man
No the pressure kills
You gotta stand firm stand

caught in the trap
At least they chose something to die for

As I decipher
All reason I live my life for
Love , love
All the above

And they thought man

niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken

To Live and Die in L.A.

Val Young

The 7 Day Theory

1996

niggas close to heart
Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken

as funk, when you broke and niggas need a pistol
Your brother blasted outta state, and he ain't leave a pistol? (Huh?)
Feed it crystal, let it go and Run

started to fill in the background and when he started to sing
The entire bar leapt to its feet and began screaming and applauding
By the time the song

and was seen no more
And he left me sisters, but brothers none
For our mother gave him no strapping son
So the earth is tilled by the maids she bore
My

to get off my ass
And do what it do (Uh huh)
In the Stu everyday gotta record some
Put my all in these Beats man I ain't fronting (Fronting)
Had to turn

a way
Put me in the game cause I'm competitive 
When I'm in the booth it's like a sedative 
I don't need a yes man 
I'm living gods plan 
I'd rather have

become their dreams
He didn't understand at the time
But now he knows exactly what it means

I am the Halleluiah Man
Break all the rules I'm the King

To Equally!
Easily! I Coulda Woulda Shoulda Been The Same
All It Woulda Tooks For To Be A Lame!
I Wanna Call You “Was His Face” But Titles Never Change,
I Wanna

All my life knew that it'd be worth the struggle
So many things got up in my way
I had no choice, I juggled
Growing up saw man doing it once
I had

He is a water man;

he lives between two worlds,
on the rusty train.

You see him in the parklot of the mallmart,
in a light snow, under the moon.

Verse 1: 

I tried to call you on ya phone and you ain’t pick it up
But lately I been in my zone so I don’t give a fuck
I’m doing this all my own so

so we acting precautious
Think you about it well if you about it then pop it
Caught in the groove, he like the way that I move
You acting choppy we