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snow globes

Verse 2 :Capital STEEZ
It's the same old hundreds jeans, just another teen
The beard kinda scruffy, but I refuse to cut it clean
Dark

I Told You So

B.B. Jay

Universal Concussion

2000

[B.B. Jay]
there's an old saying that every dog has his day
I want'chall to know a lil somthin somthin
Every child of God has his season
And right

the toast too
Fire, I will smoke you
Tie, any man bear hand choke you
Silence is what I go to
Violent burner in the safe, burner in the car
And the plates

The old school furniture, the vintage carpet, fridge magnets on the fridge showed the yard was owned by yardies,
The beatings the cuz got for putting his

my old man plays the trombone
cnd works out at the track

He says that he loves me
Even though its not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he

The amount of times it give me a sentence
Now when they talk about GOATS
They give me a mention i'm a Barking boy
I'm old school like Danny Kempton
So what I

man, and I still pull triggers
3 YK, got him locked, my driller (Free em)
I swear Dirty a real life ripper
Done it with chingers, done it with spinners

me "don't speak what you know"
Yeah, that bitch bad
But she know she got' go
I'm taking half of a M while it's dirty
Jam in the night, we gon’ juug in

it by any means 

Hadda take care of my momma 

Hadda deal with my nana 

Hadda deal with the drama 

Hadda go n get a lama 

In my niggas old handa

and I'm trashy, ha (fair)
Dirty pills by the handful
Chasing the illusion they might make me happy (but they won't, uh)
Yeah, speeding past the cop shop

and the will of the system and Mister Religion,the missus
I miss the dirty old days.
Run a 30, he earned it,
cnd everything was okay,
But nowadays, I drink a 40,

my old man plays the trombone
cnd works out at the track

He says that he loves me
Even though its not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he

Mothers maneuvering the buggys
(Everybody feel like sheep)
A man in a suit, has the car broke down?
Does he think of the climate? Or the dirty town?
Is

to the bitches who hate me but still dance (ha)
Get it how you live, keep fuckin' that old man (ah-hahaha)
Frontin' ass niggas, showin' they whole hand (hand)

Bitin' my style
I's gonna take a lot more
Than some dirty ass rhymes, child
Gear always phenom
Been told my styles the bomb
Shirts by Benetton
Denim-Dolce

and the cold wind blows

Confused on the circuit board
Be ready for the surge of force
I ain't false
Playing by dirty rules so don't talk when the pigs come

Ay, ay
Talk dirty to me with it too
Give me how it takes
Give me proof
Give a chance to prove that a man improved
I'ma say I grew
They gon' say I

You & I

Picture This

Picture This EP

a glove
Make me feel dirty
I'm used to that smell
It lives in my nose
A drunken old man
Laughing at my clothes

We're too big for this town
We

Freestyle

Lil C

Underground

2004

joining rocks in your blocks, in candy blue toys
Talking noise, cause I ain't old enough to drank
But I got mo' cash to last, than your daddy in the bank

He spends his days in misery only trying to survive.
Everyday the same old struggle, just trying to get by.
Life is hard when you got no work

It's always understood
We like it laid back, old school in the deck
Cats ride around still blasting cassettes
Better watch your back partner when
You