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bitches gonna come wherever I go
Left
Left
Right hit a nigga wit some Piao
Bite on yo bitch like i'm Mike, I'm a psycho
Head lock a nigga grab his leg like

Girl we need to go, can't be standing here
Heard you was alone, I'll take you there
You mix me with a clone, did they treat you fair
The scent of my

Wutchoogonnado

Redman

Red Gone Wild: Thee Album

2007

Yeah, Brick City
Yeah, Gilla, yo, gilla

Yo, Brick City, when it comes to grabbin' steel
You could post me down low like Shaq O'Neil
You'll be

and a fold out choppa
And the bitch that u want in the passenger
Giggling n laugh cause she know u can't stand it see us
Make em mad make em wanna be ya
Ima

don’t know how alone I’ve been
Since you left me luvsik
You left me all alone again
Now isn’t that some bull shit
You left me so alone again
Now give it

K'Naan is a musician and poet

MOGADISHU, Somalia

ONE has to be careful about
Stories especially true ones
When a story is told the first time, it

my money up up at the mall
And I trust I won’t fold
Cause I know what I know
Moving low key with my bros mismatching designer clothes
Choppers don't

know? We just stacking dough and we stay on go
We getting closer baby just pay it forward. Slow it down, run it back and watch it fold ten times for you

these niggas piece of paper, lemme fold that
I try to put niggas on game cause they got no facts
Everybody's like an egg that just don't crack
I remember

selling
Real estate left
Behind by husbands long ago killed by
The pace and stupidity of survival
For it all there was peace in the air
And we walked about

Don't tell the informers
Chevy 16 inches ten switches
Drop top old school hold ten bitches
Fold em riches get both of them digit's
No nare nigga compare

I'm gone stack it up till I'm old
I be in the trenches with poles 12 ride by and they don't even know
Told my opps I'm with all of the smoke just hear

Distance tween us less than 10
Feet or meters, seconds left
The buzzer beater, great to meet ya, why't u tell me bout your fam
Oh u aint got one thats my

I know some people wishing I would fold
Count on my hand the niggas that had rode
Niggas ain't real they never had a code
Yeah Yeah
Live by design is

crystals on my limbs bitch i'm ice stone cold
How they gon' be acting tough when stuck in bi fold doors
We zippin' big juice making big moves
Got a bad bitch

blow
I came here to shine
If you didn't now you know
I like to keep it on the low
Gulf stream with the flow
So I keep it by the coast
Hold up
I'll wait

a pastor
So I see myself and I know, my own lord and master
When your ass was born it was all on the own and
When it's time to die you'll be all alone so

The Murder Mystery

The Velvet Underground

The Velvet Underground

1969

the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
No one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend

Didn't know I could fold twice
Baby girl, I want you by my side

Didn't know I could fold twice
Baby girl, I want you by my side
Know we've been

be my team real never fold we rep my set
And now I'm plugged in this game like a mother fucking outlet
Started from the bottom had to climb up

Liberation

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

To have a choice to be who you wants to be 
It's left up to me, and my momma and 'em told me (yes she did) 
I say to have a choice to be who you wants

They want me to come home 
I said I just left low
She ringing off my telephone
I just wanna be alone 
They want me to come home
Im still in these

Drunk by Myself

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

that's the way I feel, I am already 

When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone 

Drunk by myself 



(Verse 2) 



Heard niggas hate me, but I

mics are left infected
Germs start to spread through your crew, drew like an epic
You asked for it, shot up the jams like syringes
My technique alone