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day she gon post mine
Hit her with a smooth joke told her that she was fine
Tried to close it out but Damn I forgot the punch line
Back to the drawing

There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always

litty,
Hands in the air if you rock with me
You know the whole team eating
Everyone grab your mom a plate
I done put on for the city
Now it ain't no

all off in it...

Like to welcome y'all to
Katherine valley
I'm in the alley
Moving baggies
Giving scoobs to shaggy
Oooo stunting like my daddy
Pockets

they gon' die, you can see
Hungin' on my bitch, I didn't know it was her, shit
But she knew it was me Feelin' like Shaggy, bitch, yeah, it was me

Yeah,

-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our

That I'm never gon drop
Cuz I rather be at work and punch the clock
Than step out on faith and give it all I got
Fuck I look like caring bout who's best

Stay Alive

I'm in a room by myself, but I hear these voices from the dark
All I hear is war, war, it's a war in my head
I'ma walk this path all alone

a black balencie thong
And I'm finna do her wrong
And then ima send her home
Like a dog with a bone
It wasn't me like shaggy clone

Niggas watching me they

Remix, remix
G-mix, G-mix
C-mix, yeah

Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then,

Was it all for nothing?
No I know it wasn't
Was it all for nothing?
No I know it wasnt
Started sweet, but check me now I'm here right back on a beat

I need weed by the ton
Money do grow on trees they was bluffing
They just want kill me dreams they fake loving
I go hammer these niggas can't touch

Push come to shove I am throwing a punch
Push came to shove and I throw uppercut
Push came to shove and I never gave up
God by my side let me tell you

beats 'til I'm breakin' a button
You waitin' in line for a shake and a muffin
While beat makers send me they tapes by the dozen
Bitch I'm a God
They think

splittin' shit with that stick
And I don't fuck with them so how I'm in the mix?
I got a 6th Ward hoe who stupid thick
They wasn't tryna get me, they tryna

me rub' on your butt
Drankin' this lean mix with strawberry punch
Pick em up, drop em off, that lil nigga, got dumped
High-speed chase why the fuck 12

see them run
Police chases projects is maze wasn't able to catch some
Remind me the time i punch Quinton in his chess
Light chubby nigga fell

it's still here to rock
Don't punch girls and we don't punch a clock
Gotta go gotta go see you later by the cat
And you can't beat that with a bat

You

Stuck in a fucking cage
I never been the fuck afraid
When it come to me
If it ain't my reflection I ain't scared
Of what's in front of me
For the record,

Untitled Track

Dark Lotus

Tales From the Lotus Pod

2001

walked up to me
"Can I have this dance?"
And put her hand right into my pants
She had a slit in her throat
But I wasn't even tripping a bit
But I was

Sipping something, with that inhale
Just to get that sting feel
Heart bee wilding in and out the mix
I hope this thing heal!
Half the world owe me

Probably punch you in the face and take ya wallet when we see ya
But son it gets deeper
I'm runnin with a click thats bein' hunted by the grim reaper
To all

The Pistol

Dead Prez

Let's Get Free

2000

in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle how the Bronx humble
??? devils get deaded, never regret it, only

to this song
But no matter what happens I gotta get through it
By any means necessary push and pursue it
Hit me up but they ain't hitting it right
Told me