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the weight on his neck
Now we here to protect
Rights that are rightfully ours
In a country that's rightfully scarred
Like fuck a police force
Verse the people

of violence
They lights red and blue 
They beat us till we black and  bruised 
Saying black lives matter 
Rest in peace to Trayvon too
Eric, Freddie, Sandra,

time
These niggas still live
In the pass
My music be breaking their spine
I'm busy committing crimes
Twinkle twinkle little star
That's how I came out

eighty shots were fired
Action news reporter Katie Cottrell
Working the story for us tonight
Live at police headquarters, with the details
Unfortunately,

Fuck You Too

Scarface

Deeply Rooted [Only @ Best Buy]

2015

cuts
I put what I live by on both nuts
It's either him or me so I say fuck dude
I look him in his eyes and say FUCK YOU!

Fuck you, hey, I been

her wont get left again
Might think they want you to lose by how they steppin in
It's cus you got some big shoes that you steppin in
One thing is

Move man moving bars

City weh we live it up high haffi stack bricks to the sky
Jah bless mi yeih and protect iahni
Holy Emmanuelle high
Money a mek

no cappin
Just smile n my gold teeth flashin
Good brain big tits fat asses
No burger but I’m Big Maccin’
Getting bread by the loaf
Hip hop police watch

to get drunk
Steve V coming bold with another slam dunk
King Kong bass put the bang in your trunk
That shit bump
Man we looking for that skunk
I live like

a shadow man moving ridiculously speed
But do you know what it feels like to live by the gun
Hard beating, you can't aim, you just fire and run

You got

Put me in the ground man I feel kinda livid
Tried to live my life but I hate what I was given
Tried to live my life but you put me in this position yeah

When the Chips Are Down

The Game

Hunger for More [Clean]

2004

the others can't stand
The rubber band man be god damned if I can (oh)
Let another nigga fill my spot
If a niggas steal from me it's the steel I pop
I'm

Blah Blah Blah… Yada Yada Yada… (Can People Please Finish What They Sayin’)

By Twenty-Something DJ Franklin

(c) 2022 Raymond F. Quinton

Woke up

mans in my codeine
He say, she say, we say, nah fuck that
You gotta show me
Niggas be snitching they police
I'm out of the chop and I'm dope
Lee, stay

window, a man you don't recognize 
It had to be weeks on time, that he was living in your presence. 
Memories of Voice six weeks ago coming from your attic.

(Ayo, Chris always dripping, Trademark)

See, I've been tryna save myself
I've been flooring
Praying I would not wake up in the morning
And sometimes

can see it in the window of your soul
I can see your true color, man
The way a person act
When you tell the person no (Mmhmm)
When I looking in your

Shout Out To My Ex

Little Mix

Now That's What I Call Music! 95

2016

thank you
For the hate yous and the tattoos
Oh baby, I'm cool by the way
Ain't sure I loved you anyway
Go 'head, babe, I'mma live my life, my life,

[Chorus (Baby)]
I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!)
You better get to running daddy (Heads up!)
They walking through the court man (Heads

To validate all the stereotypes you've heard about we
Don't that sound like police
And you wonder why every man you meet's initial response is to flee
When it

gettin' cash
Focus on the money
Trappin', gettin' hunnids
Racks all in the stash
I'm addicted to the Bag

Give a fuck what you do really with it man
We

released
I'm living in a jungle 
That's concrete 
And ima beast
To whoever this concerns 
I'm a business man
Real talk straight facts 
And I got business

[Theme Song to "Sanford & Son"]
Ha, oh shit, you always goin' to get cha' dick sucked
Ah suck that thang, ha ha
Man that's a fuckin' rerun, turn

Live the life of the elite
Got Balenci Gucci feet
While the common man can't eat
See police we beg to breath
See my kin I keep the heat
I can't end up in