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know what to do
Doing drugs since I was youth
Sorry mom, just telling the truth
Haha I’m back in the booth
Ballin, I’m crossing up fools
Vaping bro pass

love the ménagin
We can turn up the volume
So we cancel the shouting
I don't need to be by you
But I love when you around me
Swear I love when you round

I'll never do wrong
That wasn't you that was me, I call it self growth
I got faith in my brothers I call it self hope
And we got faith in each other like

(Tryna kill me with some toxic love)
(Tryna kill me with some toxic love)
My brother free he in the back, you know he rollin' up
Fill my cup with

Cure of each on the dead strip, extortionate affairs

But all the sirens kept calling, still got shoes by the stairs
I was one up in the trenches

listened to her
But he wasn't in control he didn't know what he was doing
Momma stayed true through the smoke and the fumes
His devotion to ruin left her

movements made me doubt it
She wasn't in the visiting room and that motherfucker was crowded

Niggas say I went bad, shit, nigga, I heard about it
But no

What Ya Wanna Do?

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city 
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that

The West was One

Me and my brothers are hustlers, rustlers
Bad customers, in other words, underdogs
Backwater juggernauts
Who prefer a bit of rough

you I need to get back to myself
So I got in the booth
You know that I vent when I'm all by myself, it just feel like I'm speaking to you
I think I'm my

bitches no more room left in the crib now
And these niggas know exactly what it is now
You tried to force it like you Yoda when you not supposed to
Your

found discrepancies I wasn't
Left with any room, honesty my cologne you can smell it in the booth.
Knew I started to swoon, I been watching you sleep girl

Chordaroy

MellowHype

BlackenedWhite

2010

fuck music here, let a couple sluts use it
Show their boobs, and I'll hop out the booth when I'm done pooping
Grab a couple (gats), stuff 'em in

Dope dealing, we off that
Shoutout the brothers in the struggle
Who avoid that life
Don't condone that
The real kings, by the honor you bring
I salute

was then ejected from the bike
Where three vehicles traveling behind them struck the moped as it laid in the roadway
The moped driver was taken by

I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one

pray you walk up out dat jail cuz
N free my brothaz fighting murder wit no bail blood
We all brothaz 50 niggaz yea it’s real love
I never thought that in

I Remember

Jungle Brothers

V.I.P.

2000

stage, rockin with the JBeez
Was a dream come true for a brother like me
Before rap was consumed, and hip-hop was doomed
I was bangin on tables, rhymin in

sending the addy my gun channel 5 so I’m making it rain
To many niggas they talk about rapping they all in the booth but just sounding the same
So I started

roll up in the booth
And mamma told me move in stealth
Cant show these haters how I move

Block baby
I would skate around the block
But watch them vans

But instead i'm treating pain, caused by stress
Even had to see the doctor for meds, ahh
In room 5 steady sweaty and shirtless
It's not always what it

And I was never good at telling jokes, but the punch line goes:
"You fell in love with a common friend that I used to be close"
I trusted him with all my

Big blunts getting faced I in team boy in the bubble
Ima need my space roll telescopes not talking Hubble
Nigga whatchu know was down bad & in trouble

Sometimes, staying loyal get you burned
Love get you killed
And having no ambition get you left out in the field
I don't know what the fuck they be