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Sickness is flooding the streets. My second coming, hungry dogs gnaw at your feet. A sickness you’re begging to take. He spits it out, you lick it up

fair
Now he sittin inna cell and his dog ain't call
But them niggas just gon' repost him
Swear I seen this shit all, used to shoot out when niggas drive

Three wise men following a star, by its light they planned their path. By its light, in black in blue, each thigh tattooed. 

The dog whistle burned

Oh, yeah
But you know I found a better one
Yeah, I found a better one
Bitch, I'm coming' from the gutter
Tryna make it for my mother
And all my

you act like courage the dog
That is the reason your girl is taking my log
Windows tinted it looks like some fog
Scat pack growl like a hog
Ride with

Mr producer drop a joint ,I'm tryna smoke by myself
I got a couple points I'm tryna prove to myself
Bhaber the biship been about it ever since he was

The white rabbit, well he went that way
Go get some tea, it's your unbirthday
I'll see you at the queen's next game of croquet

Alice is coming, better start

said the truth about the killings
Gon' spend on me, if you really hate that nigga, leave him missing

This shit get deeper by the daily, want a feature,

we gon' check em' off one at a time if we have to
Life been feeling crazy like a drought, you on your last few
I lost my dog, I had no one that I can

got my shit in time
Pay me in blood gave my dog the green light
Knew it was on when I shrugged (Go ahead)
No money in yo pocket
But you always in

to make ends meet
When I was young my old man worked his hands to the bone
To put food on the table and he did it alone
Workin for the man who never through

the test 

He talked about pot, how folks grew their own 
Statistics were given, slides were shown 
Pills, powders, LSD
 I found out what all that would do

skill and brandish it
aim to live magnanimous, manhandle disadvantages

I’m blasphemous, didn’t get here by accident
effort was the catalyst, and now that

bitch apologize
We was all cool, until I started to rise
That's when the hate came in your eyes, I remember it clear
Back in 9-9, yep I think that was

but the chief o' police,
 
Got to step it up and go,
Yeah go
Can't stand pat, I declare you got to step it up and go
 
Had a little dog, name o' Ball

he was torn

And they said it was a small town disaster
There was horror, shrikes and laughter
Well now, what will the neighbours think?
They'll think,

Tie em on up, duck tape his mouth so we can take our time on this lick

When my fingers itchin kno it's time to hit a lick

Didn't have gloves, put

Asshole by Nature

Trae

Same Thing Different Day

2004

that hopping fire with Trae, will get your bitch ass bled
So everyday it be the same, it's just me and my dogs
Back then I couldn't focus, I was blinded

All Those Years Ago

Richard Carpenter

Pianist, Arranger, Composer, Conductor

1998

I'm shouting all about love
While they treated you like a dog
When you were the one who had made it so clear
All those years ago

I'm talking all

I played a shut in for a good long while
My high time was walking the dog at the end of the day
Then back again to my solitary domicile
I let

meeting is adjourned
I've been scorned, burned, wounded and heard
By the herd of dogs and birds to be returned to buckets of slop
We learn slacking off

cool,
But when I zone out I start to drool,
What a tool.
Big hopes by the window,
Moving this trip again to limbo,
And I’ll just stay here,
Hoping one day

I really needed a god
Catatonic promise that there's beauty at the end
I never wanted a dog
Or anything that I'd love too much then wake up and it

me of my ex who had a wife at home so

Don’t hit me up cause I’m not fuckin’ down (Don’t hit me up)

If you’re offended 
By the way I talk my shit