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Me and Jesus the Pimp in a '79 Granada Last Night

The Coup

Steal This Album

at the intersection to ask Jesus 'bout directions 
"S go to Frisco.." (I got very friendly vocal inflections) 
Mob a left at MacArthur to continue in flight 
Me

all makes sense
10 Years passed by
And this ain’t a nursery rhyme
Call me a scientist
Cuz I'm genuine like I’m Einstein
But shit I'm never cool
Feeling

like Kyle K big wizard
I shoveled snow all damn day was a big blizzard
Don't hang wit losers you'll see me with big winners
I don't got time to take

did it with no effort
Man I'm feelin' just like Luucky, let the Fanta roll, and run it up (SRT)
That boy thought that he was topping me, I got him by

told them I'm a free smoker 
Aye, I can be the hero if you wanna 
Play me by the cards than Imma be the Heath Joker
Bad villain with his team, with a gun

I ain een tryna flex when they say Im up next Ion know what they on 
I aint worried bout next 
Im worried by now man I need me a check 
Cause Im

I'd rather them take me!
Sick and saddened by the fact that you're gone
There's a lot weighing on my shoulders
It's hard to keep swimming when

you know
I'm going big like the fry size at five guys, I'd like a pie slice like 3.1459
20/20 hindsight blindsided by hive mind
My light shines like

Heard she fuck wit 5 guys
Damn
I need 5 brides
Gotta healthy appetite eating out every night
My people die by landmines you don't know it
Ordnance dropped

And hope 
God take me as I am
I ain't some bad person
I just don't take 
The bulshittin
Reppin m-o-b-s
Because its money
Over the bullshitting
I turn it out

die bout me
Bullets will fly bout me
These hoes is some rippy
I put um on camera
You come to the trap
Don’t pull up wit no camera
Dressed in white like

Turbulence

Esham

Murder Dog Celebrates 10 Years: Best of the Best

2004

possessed, by the sons of Saddam
When I go to sleep, I dream about money, power, and bombs
Bitch, you better recognize, the boss of the mob
Niggas soaking

City got a lotta niggas hot and they wan pop sumn
Pressin on the gas, fuck a break, ain't no stop button
Shorty tried to turn her back on me, I told

to ship my ass to Foledad or maybe Foesome
But I recognize a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome
and see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler

Surrounded by fake love
They talk about me behind my back
And then they dap me up
What type of pussy shit is that
You boys just crack me up
And all

car keys
Made me skip a heartbeat I love her more than ever though
I need that estate by the lake (Yaherme)
Bring out the shrimp with the steak (Bring

2014, used to ride around the city
Just my thoughts and I
Nobody else wit me
Relationship was shitty, parents finna get divi'd
3am on 75 going 120mhp

talkin bout?
-Yeah
Your girl on me cus' she new better
Money rain on me, imma flex up
Yeah ,
JQ,
2020
Social Distancing

to immigration
All these sheep are shepherded by the lies and mis-information
Manipulation of images in the printed press
Way before the internet was feeding

Bend n Stretch

Jim Jones

On My Way to Church

2004

the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel

a lot shit for people 
Who never loved me 
I dun been talked about 
By people who fuck wit me 
I dun seen smiling faces 
From Niggaz that wanna kill me
I

fasho I got my Weight up

Fast forward to 2020
Corona hit the scene
Madder than a chick getting cheated on by her baby daddy
I got hit
Like a bullet

Cause when they learn yo ins and outs
You get too exposed

Lower the aperture
When they capture ya
You either riding wit me
Or classified as a passenger

blow pussy nigga let you know
All year 2020 bitch we steppin toes
If that nigga got a problem come and let me know
Four three turn a holy nigga