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you're nice 'cause you're not
And I hop scotch the instrumental
Now go gentle into that good night, you fought the good fight
And when my team is at your

back to you yo body on my mental
The way you lay across my chest as I inspect your dimples
Murderous rhythm I kill the pussy and instrumental
It's hard

A Minute to Pray and a Second to Die

Scarface

Mr. Scarface Is Back

1991

to the store to use the payphone
Called up Mack, "Hey yo J.D. homey"
Hung it up and rolled down Dagger
Heading for the nigga he was after
By the time he

niggas just admit you was jealous
Clique of young rich niggas ain't shit you can tell us
You niggas part time hoes and full time bitches
Take everything

the time, but in a good way
I was sitting practicing in my flat
And I was practicing along to this instrumental music
This, this band
This band that I was

full of cash
Just seen big ol ass
And if she's bad, I️t mean that, I️m
No time for the dudes ya be praising
Sun dryer the prunes and some raisins
You

thing I know is my flow is like havin' sex while campin'
Cause it be fuckin' intense
I love fuckin' to instrumentals, let her make her own song
That's

where the brain at
I am not a game system, I don't entertain back
Know it's lots of pain in me, know that boy gone sing that
I don't got no time no more

up
I'm going up 1 2 3
Uh
Chef in the kitchen I'm whipping it up again
Couple of 808s and snares for some condiments
Monumental
This instrumental
Is so

classics
Celestial Soil

Yo
Permanent forever mami ima stay a while
Master of ceremony locked in a laboratory
On temples rituals and instrumentals
Essential

late
In a classroom that was full of hate
For a mixed kid 'cause they can't relate
In a Georgia town, yeah the South is great
I'm Atlanta born I can't

I'm bringing everybody that used to laugh at me to my next show
Full circle yo
These people never knew how to show me love
Ooh man, now they screaming

alright
I'm cold mackin'
I'm a fucking pimp-sicle
And if you want an issue
Find yo' way inside my igloo
Its obvious it's something golden in you
If I dig

full of kids baby
My ex said I'm too ghetto
Wait a minute
Bitch I'm a young rebel
Never settle
Only for the instrumental
Trips to the valley
Waited out

should quit wit tha fussin and come for that get right
We can step out For the night and have a good time
If that's not really your vibe then we can get

senses
See one year later I met Loose inside of full clip records
And laid this record Urban Jazz Jonah Christain sent us
That instrumental, we stepped out

it to be simple
But how can it be?
The instruments are
instrumental
Then you need presidentials
It comes time
For you to put your pain
Into the world

know how we do it haHaHaHa

Shit half the times we
Fought and caused trouble
My closest road dog
It was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin'

Pistols Blazin

Dru Down

Stackin Chips

1997

paraphernalia
Not paranoid
You fuckin' wit' a pair of boys
That'll pump yo body full of lead
An watch it swell up like we got no conscience

'Cause it ain't

took my time
Ain't did no rushing
Beating on drums like I'm playing percussion
Knock a nigga out, say he gotta concussion
If i say pull up, best believe

me sentimental 
You my lady put you first, you pull up in presidentials
So I gotta pledge allegiance on these instrumentals 
Let you know
Always got yo

beat me up
Outside of the mall
Because i stole some stuff
White man walk by but he aint say to much
Every time i try man its never enough
Thats why i

got me some head foe I got breakfast
I made a few dollars said fuck a copper ain't no stressing
And now I'm in the yo giving y'all the play by play
It's

walking away with your feelings
Discombobulated
I get lost some times
No need for you not to have faith in me
It's-by your side, I'm out longing to be
You