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Talkin' 'bout that East (EASTSIDE!) That's where I'm from
Raised on the 'line, it's the beat of my drum
4 niggas on the block, that's my homies for

To shatter a family of four
You'll try to reconnect
With anyone you've known
To tell them that
I don't know why
And whose left alive?
When you meet

scheme on 'em
Fucked some commas, commas just to bleed on 'em
Call me (?) with the big homies
I'm tryna trip a 4 clover leaf over sea
Move it like I've got

(Verse: Suli4Q)

F*** a contingency plan
I been this way since missing teeth
And trick or treats
Though to most it's harder than listening

and
Rip families apart
Turned kids to killers and
Then to killin' kids
I pray to God forgive all
The shit that we did
In the opps' hood, we creep at night

"When nearly eighty percent
Of American families
Invite you into their homes
These are something special
Welcome to the world of
Pyrex glass

stay with the killers
I treat ‘em like family (Killers)
Niggas be trippin’ ’til niggas start blastin’
(Trip)
Spittin’ out that fire just like a dragon

speak calmly, down ta push tha button, anybody tryna harm me, I live like I’m posed ta, solid 4 the culture, the highlights of my life, get watched by

What's a sneaker if it ain't some J4's
What's a pretty bitch worth if she's not yours
What's performing if your ass ain't on tour
What's some brain if it

well bitch you get ready

I am a menace
I am a god
I am a bitch, and I'm not what you are
I gotta move I'm tired of that shit
If I had a pussy it

it, it's over the head
Tough talk from a dude off of a perk
Your homie or God, who you seein' first
You run up, get murked with your face on a shirt
He

(Verse 1)

Look...

I lost one hundred and thirty songs, that almost killed Lee
Years down the line, styles got revised, this grind is filthy
Four

Writin' my bars in the back of the Bentley
Just kidding, I'm trippin', the Lambo fits me
I was raised by Lil Dicky
Drivin' down Ward, listenin'

Your hurt hit closer to home
But what do you see?

Graves beneath the family tree of abuse
Fucking raped at age four on the floor of the chicken coop

Time Is Money

S.P.M.

Screwston, Vol. 2: Pink Soda

2001

the truth, so help you God?

(SPM)

Yeah

First Verse:

I'll begin when I started gettin' violent, sir
Screwin' in my muthafuckin' silencer
I grabbed my 'stol,

Partners Come Along Too

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future

2000

I told you nigga, she comin through
(Yo, what's up,what you talkin about?)
She gonna do all of us, I mean one by one
(I mean look, everybody?)
Now

Only If U Knew

Mr. Bigg

Only If U Knew

2000

and tell ya daddy what you want for breakfast
Everybody's fool now its time to go
I'm dropping you off and I'm coming to get you bout four
If I don't come