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react and fight
But remember to the Gods goats get sacrificed
I don't have enemies, I just get to the cheddar cheese by any means
My energy is dope, she

a soul that was dead inside, let me speak up cause it's my time
All this hard work, damn right I'm gon' shine, heard all you sheep gon' fall in line
You

Uh
It ain’t no reason to kick it 
I see yo mind is gone 
I then met some realer 
homies  
& cut off all my n****s home 
Mama I ain’t never meant

(Two border patrol officers) 

Yo man what is that over there man...


I dunno dawgs...

Go, go through it, go through it... 


Oh man oh (Gets

Suburb life
I was selling drugs
Suburb life
I was hanging with the thugs

Suburb life
Paranoid by a hug
Suburb life
Where the fuck is my plug

Suburb life

stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
Bullets got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some

the whole town

Verse 2: Cee
Yeah, best friends become, best friends become
Best friends become strangers

Yeah, yo, I don’t have beef with anybody but I’m

Yeah, aight if you woke up this
Mornin', you blessed, yeah, uh
Oh, ayy

I'm just showin' growth aight, yo
I'm just showin' growth, in my own lane

Thug den Revolver hält
Man könnte sagen ich bin
Fast ein Revolverheld
Ich fahr' in die Schule im Bugatti
Und ich schieße scharf so als
Wär'n die Kugeln

mind, videogames and screen-time
I'm catching shade? You spent days in an arcade

Invented and perfected by Generation X
Hip-Hop, the internet, and what

the whip to get some love for me.
Hit my BM and get my son for me.
Get on the stand lie to the judge for me.
Or set me up late night and put your thugs

Righteous Talk

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

right there} (Check this out brother
I mean, not to catch above, what I'm sayin', I gotta keep it movin')

[Timbo King]
Yo, you know the saying, it's

Gayne? Will Smith
Meer Gayne?
Will Smith, Meer Gayne? Will Smith
Meer Gayne?
Will Smith, Meer Gayne? Will Smith
Meer Gayne?

I'm a Soul cool Thug as you

Yeah!, yeah we take niggas back
You know what im saying? It's sunday night
Westside Highway 27th and 12th avenue
The notorious
Home of the jux, home

Can't Get Enough

Raghav

Now Dance 2004 [#1]

2004

know what 
I'm bringing what you can't resist 

[Chorus] 

Yo, come on
She pulled up in a blacked out BM
Ladies and gentlemen
Little miss thug in

Can't Get Enough

Mirahj

Behind Closed Doors

2002

tune mora jigar

Stand by here we go again 
Just you let me wait let me know again 
Ain't nobody special girl I'm jus a friend 
I bet you can't

Cancel Yo Husband Dance Wit A Thug
Then Afta Tha Club -Im Gettin Into Sumthin-
A Few Hundred Is Nuthin
I Run Thru Numberz
Fo All U Newcommers Aint Know

the police
But we still shit on the haters and the phonies
And thats facts in the slums with my gutta thugs
Youll get smack by the boys if you show no love

that?
Like that only spit and write facts
Spit the syllables smooth so you spin em right back (run it back)
I’m known around the globe, imma pro 
If I

As death nears you sink deeper
In his reach as you're caressed
By the grim reaper
As my heat enters your flesh
You begin to meet up
With the same

to walk by, didn't want all of us
Now we fuck gyal with million followers
Can't lie, yeah
Uh-huh, I got this gyal on the Northside
Rides with me and I'm

Stop, drop
Shut 'em down, open up shop, singin'
Whoa, no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll

I'm goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in a Range Rover

say whatever to the bitch
She think I'm runnin' game
Hit the time, one day
I came out with a hundred K

Large seven mile, off a seminary
It's just me

just young and naive; I'm just a passive emcee
Who was happy to be in a crew, who could see some potential in me
And eventually we disagree on the beats,