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could feel that feelin' comin' on
It ain't that I don't want you baby, I get stir-crazy and I've got to be moving' on No I never took a mind to settle

wit out cha
So who is you, I aint fallin a victim to
These weak minded no soul havin puppets who
Would sell they soul for the benz or the beamer
But

know (Let them know)
That we on our way to glory
And no time for these stupid hoes
Pull up on me
You would regret
I got shankers by my right
And snipers

it sick
Ain't no vac for the shit
So the crap dropping in
Super fast like it's lent

No pack that can win
Besides packs cigarettes
And some crack

I'm really a miracle out here
Never quit
Blood sweat and tears for this shit, man
Evolving
What? ya nighas trippin
Uh, seven
I was always taught that

turning all these niggas heads 

Every time that you walk by so girl

I just wanna love you right 

Ima give you all my time

I just wanna give you

the apps pitched
Face value bitches suspect nothing, corp bluffing
Phone clutching, the cell buzzing, Chanel dumbin'
Down, that's what I do for the platinum

that don't waste what goes by too fast

I'll remember to be grateful, even for the pain
That way I can truly transmute it into gain
That is my aim, my

without a vest
Surrounded by thugs, shooters and plugs
They showin' me love, ayy
When I'm in the club, always somebody askin' for a buck, ayy
Had to let

what I get for fallin' in love
Now I'm fly fly
And you might call me a dove
But I'm not here for that Bull S***
Only big lies leavin' yo lips
Tried

even once could 
We leave until we left that hellhole for good 
I ain't tryin' to be arrogant all I'm saying is 
I ain't fallin' for these devils' dirty

Smokin' weed on a beach with my dawgs in Belize
How the fuck I get here? Man, 40 hours a week
All the shit that I payed for
Be all the shit that I

Bang

Humble Pie

Slice of Humble Pie

1985

Well, here's your news report
I'm your straight face for today
And I'm sorry if it's short
But I have to get away
And be sick

Well, first

your voice, i guess that's why it's called a callin'
Got that in a dream it woke me up like I was fallin'
Told me life's a game it got me thinking is

it up, and now I'm trying to ball
I be in this bitch, so booted up
I'm fallin' on the wall
Ain't never duckin' rec, because that shit get me excited
No

all my problems on the other line/
I've been saying that there's something wrong/
we make mistakes by design, then/
write the pain into an abundance

the wall I'd rather fail than fall, putting forth no energy
Ain't no telling what this future has in store for me

obsession for temptation
But he just can't see
She gives him loving that his body can't handle
But all he can say is, "Baby, it's good to me"
One day he goes

obsession for temptation
But he just can't see
She give him loving that his body can't handle
But all he can say is, "Baby, it's good to me"
One day he goes

obsession for temptation
But he just can't see
She give him loving that his body can't handle
But all he can say is, ""Baby, it's good to me""
One day he goes

Elevation (Free My Mind)

The B.U.M.S

Rapmasters: From Tha Priority Vaults, Vol. 1

1996

for this fate's in
The element of fine print I've read it and overseen
By judgmental pompous ass phonetics, the critic
I'm still the rapper for

Hoes steady callin
Livin on the edge
And I was so close to fallin
Thank lord that I ain't dead
For that yk god is awesome
My pole juss fuh caution
He

wanna give it back now 

I aint never been this high before 
I aint never been this high and feel so low 
But ive had many drive bys 
Round the old hood

and get the money yea dats automatic
I aint fallin for these niggas yea they all be cappin
Pop that pussy for a real one make em wanna have it
Can’t be