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Keep It 100

Bun B

II Trill

2008

a motherfucker say
I'ma keep it (100)
All night and all day
Nigga anytime you see me I'm reppin' PA
This is UGK for life long live Pimp C
And I'ma never let

Changes

King Curtis

Live at the Fillmore West

1971

(yep)
My momma knew I was (was)
Everything I knew I was, I was destined for greatness
I knew I would be rescued by greatness (uh huh)
My first album

to get by, she get the baller, the athlete
the model, the actor, director, the agent, producer, the rapper
and other niggaz like you that keep her die for

anticipation of having niggas waiting
For that album, it's like cutting off your circulation
I used to say I couldn't live without my radio
But in this day

I know who's gun it is
Just by hearing the shots that's Bo
​​​​​​ That's Little Mack
Damn baby who the fuck is that?!
I can tell from the way that he

is like a clock tower
That means my attention's getting paid by the hour
Cuz I am a ghost writer too
A darker side that don't apologize I live beyond

balling, then you ain't important
So our mottos been to blow up like we hit the lotto
But hell if I know if I'll live to see tomorrow
So today is what I take

and we just laid back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much
As we enjoyed playing it for you, because we had a ball
Only

Appears they hit the lithium like Cobain’s guitar pick
Distribute narcotics there’s legal dope in my sound waves
And anything that’s following this shit is

Appears they hit the lithium like Cobain’s guitar pick
Distribute narcotics there’s legal dope in my sound waves
And anything that’s following this shit is

live just try to
With tight pants so she could show off the spine behind her
She fine but finer is the dime beside her
Lost a friend but Jennady

I leave the game on snooze, yall got like ten more minutes
Rap's SEC, I'm getting all up in your business
By my third album I'll be a triple crown

quit
I hit the grit from the drink, more than enough to make you sick
I'm a prick yes, but I'm the sickest, self loathing little cunt in the business
In

Annihilation

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
I’m whatever darkness and hate brings been known

a teen 
But one day I discovered music 
You're influenced by whatever you choose 
So many so called artists out there abuse it 
If you got a platform you

and your world goes dizzy
Next album will be a show of freaks
No live streams, but I do do things
In the jungle taking with pigs
But it never crossed my

every little drop
Fly to Thaila, will go live just try to
With tight pants, so she could show off the spine behind her
She fine but finer, is the dime

on this album
But this is the last track before the bonus tracks
So let's do something a little more fun
Little more lighthearted, here's what we're gon' do

over leaves
While accompanied by a couple fiends Everyone is struggling
Grindin and I'm never stopping til I live in luxury
Waitin til the day until I

FaceTime unless it's coming from Ify 
I was stallin to get it but now We on it for real  
I get it how i live it - like the song with Pharrell 
You don't see

I'm sick of making mixtapes, ain't nobody grateful
Ain't nobody paying me
Four god damn albums and y'all call all of them "Beautiful Flowzus"
Ain't

every little drop
Fly to Thaila, will go live just try to
With tight pants, so she could show off the spine behind her
She fine but finer, is the dime

stacking right on me
The lies on me
Defied by me
The lines y'all see, are defined by me
Can't see the vision, y'all blind, I see
I can, take so much, that is

and then I break it in
Until I hit the bottom, and start it all again
Until I see the future, and spread my dividends
Whoever told me I won't snap is so