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yourself buried
Wow, you’re not ready, you Bangladeshian
You’re not steady
You Ethiopian excuse of an emcee
You better keep bullshit in your belly
Yeah, it’s

Runnin'

Game

Put You in the Game

2005

Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny
If you got it, I'm gone take it
If you're

to a missile, we ain't equal
F-16's cus the ground for you is lethal
This a genocide you ain't even tryna to hide it
Demmi falasteen I guarantee that we'll revive

money (fuck naw)
Middle finger to my enemy (fuck yaw)

Army gun, M16, have you carried out by 6
Fifty clip, AR5th
One shot have you doing flips banana

eye-to-eye, bro
Want to live-out what you intended -- to be a sign post
To Christ who's given power to my soul without a nine-volt!

When I write a sixteen

don't care no more

Times flying like a clock with wings
I want the rich life
So I've locked it in
I gotta live right
No time to just sit by
Music is my

bring the impossible
Bobbin', weavin' through obstacles
Supposed to spit in 16
And I don't really wanna go
Wonder if Griff get mad
If I just keep spittin'

Boss moves when I step
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Done dirty by a few
I've live and learn from them mistakes
These man two face
I do or die till I'm dead

with
The way my verses stick 16's just a standard clip
And by the time you try to go back
It's too late to rewind them lines and folks celebrating a damn

came back to shoot
Two aunts that were inflicted 
With the sickness of their mind
They metaphorically kicked it
cnd by it I mean their lives
Were broken

track[02:16.47]Back to back to solve problems like that[02:19.67]I say Mama Hey Mama[02:21.24]Step by step you've got my back[02:23.71]We'll find a way to finalize this

man it hurt me to the core
Remember days at her crib I was sleeping on the floor
She use to pray for a nigga every time I hit the door
Cuz I live up in

that'll set yo ass up and get
Fucked in the club I'm creeping
Never sleeping so I gotta bring it
On, smoking on the goodie so
You know I'm in my zone,

year
Man it hurt me to the core
Remember day's at her crib I was sleeping on the floor
She use to pray for a nigga every time I hit the door
Cuz I live

of the fear that's plagued my mind since 16
Before I went to Bowie State
And pursued something
That wasn't in my heart
Just to keep my folks jumping
For joy, if

damn, I be hardly sleeping She the one that keeps numbing all this pain

No clue, but everything just seems the same Bottle up this pain, maybe it would

build, fake prophecies it seems
Held back by some chains, but they really only strings

A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why

at 16
It's a shame, he ain't get to live his dream
You can win or lose when
You thuggin' in these streets
I won't make a move without
My gun by any means

the doctor told her sister of the two options she had to survive; she had to let the child die for her to live or let the child live for her to die. It was

Runnin'

The Game

Against Everything

2008

Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny
If you got it, I'm gone take it
If you're

Ocean Avenue

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop, Vol. 6

2004

There's a place off Ocean Avenue
Where I used to sit and talk with you
We were both 16 and it felt so right
Sleeping all day, staying up all night

to feed thy soul and keep walking by faith
Dear Lord forgive us for our sins
I know that nobody is perfect father I'm seeking for wisdom
In this world

Got nobody by my side
I need coffee coffee
Coffee to warm me up
(To warm me up)
Gimme some coffee please
Cause I'm tired of sleeping
I slept for 16