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Amen
After the storm
Then comes the rain
These are the words of the prophet @Bslade
I could
frame have you turn in to a patient
Keep your eyes open watch these suckers keep hating and when the blicky get hot it burn like satan
Contemplating
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
From yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit' you
One of Mini-Me's shoes got more sole than you
So by the time you figure out why your record ain't
This song was first released on the Spirit album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Born in the month of June
No silver spoon to help
I close my eyes spin
Take a breath and I picture us in a place
I can't recognize, cmon!
In the fire I call your name out dances
Up all night tryin'
eyes nigga I know you mad/
By the look up in yo eyes nigga I know you mad/
Shit …hating behind my back ….Shit you phony as fuck
… We already know that
eyes nigga I know you mad/
By the look up in yo eyes nigga I know you mad/
Shit …hating behind my back ….Shit you phony as fuck
… We already know that
Okay, right, we're here live in the studio with Ricky Jamaraz (Hi everyone)
Hello everyone (Hiii)
This is the final track of your new album
Games that People Play
(I love you)
Each of them carries your memory still
I can still see that look in your eyes
The one that preceded your kisses
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
wanna say my name in a lyric
You make an album to show your talent
But instead
Ghetts made Freedom of Speech and said
My name every two minutes
Man wanna
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
without a curfew {HA!)
Smile I hurt you, had me goin' berzerk too
I'm guaranteeing she'll be leanin' in the coupe
Fiendin' for your loot, little demon
blessed in my life
I want you to understand that my success is your success
Yea I mean to the team everybody mehn
Everybody that helped me make this album
have ice on their neck
But God has eyes (icy) on my album
Because I baked an album off of my flaws
Yeah, make good use of your pain
I got a phone it's
feels when your memory spills onto the page
And paints a picture of another age
Back in West Deer Park, chillin' with shorties after dark
'Cause when
While they coked up and weeded
Open fire
Now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out the west, don't get
While they coked up and weeded
Open fire
Now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out the west, don't get
allowed
Interrupt the cipher unannounced and you'll get punched in the mouth
With the southpaw southern fist
I'll bust your shit. Swell your lip
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
the same road as Shakur was
With authorities see-Bo's albums sales heat up after rapper's parole arrest
Thomas was acquitted for 4 years in Soledad prison
someone self-diagnosed, fucks sake
This album's good now, in a year it's a pisstake
Like Normal Kind of Strange, retconned to a mixtape
When it's done, I'm
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
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