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by Friday 

We was doing it all day 
We was trapping out the hallways 
We don't play games this ain't arcade 
You can get your ass shot up in broad

the time flies by
Why would I want anything I got everything
I'll be saying "At Last" like I'm Etta James
When I make a better change
They hate change but we

body
I know where I am
Leave out my body
Don't go here again
Leave out my body
I know that I am
Being so godly
Am that I am
The devil can't stop me 
I am

the feet
Playing by my own rules so I don't never have to cheat
Make em run that shit back Devin Hester on repeat
Jackson Woods Jordan James nigga all my

Long and Whining Road

Public Enemy

How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul???

2007

911 is a joke
20 years we got here by actin like common folk
Touring the world like a rolling stone
Then the nineties came
Welcomed y'all

Lots of people sleeping on me, blocking the road
Judging by your snore PP you look awfully broke
My boy would kick your ass but he's just gone for

bleed out like
I don't wanna waste my time, I don't wanna waste my time, yeah
I can't be late by time, I can't be wasting my time
You switching up, you

everybody to my name again
(Woo)
Jessie, James, we don't play by the book
I might turn to Giovanni
How you Pokes gettin' took
Got me feelin' like I'm Brock

and "Don't Believe the Hype, "
"Can't Do Nuttin' For You Man"
"911 is a Joke" twenty years
We got here by actin' like common folk
Tourin' the world like

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

intelligence is on God level
All memories formed in melodies from the 70s
And all hail to all dinners and plates
And all hail to the cartels, and we out

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

like I represent for Texas
And who this nigga talking down on Dirty South, niggaz rapping reckless
Scared took him out of the hotel, 'cause when Ro

money jumping out da gym
Jumping out da gym
Jumping out da gym
No Dominee, money jumping out da gym, gone

By the jail stretchy landings, how I does it

of complete darkness
Constant danger, safe return doubtful
Honour and recognition in case of success"

Ernest put out a call
To find the bravest of all

G Code

Geto Boys

The Foundation

2005

a pledge
So I dip and duck the Feds, all my homies stuck out on indictments
Caught up on the phone, talkin' prices (hello)
25-to-life's the mandatory

Disappointment abandonment and detachment
He got tangled up in a delusion insanity
What started out as a pure innocent
Ended in a vintage homicide

Now Bobby James

drinking and driving and trying to hold my emotions
A pain I can never condone
Now it's time to send you back to the streets
And focus on making my bands

and Deano
Will stir some memories
And maybe back up Etta James
With Ray Charles on the keys

The big bands will be playing
With an orchestra or two
And all

boost
When it comes to protecting mine I go dum like Tweddledee
Rick James it can ring like unity
Not a street nigga I was just a nerd in the streets
I

at last
At last
Baby I'm not selfish
Imma make you hit them high notes
I'm a call you Etta James at last
I heard that lil shawty ain't had the best in
Best

finessing with the shit 
1st 48 yellow tape for bitch 
Chalk lines by street signs what you find all the time 
But it happen so much that we pay it no mind

I wrote a note to sir James explaining I couldn't sleep.
Can't sleep. I can't sleep. Make sure I'm up by 8.
I turned on the clock radio.
The only

the leaves die
Pre-packaged futures freeze dried, cross me by
The body count in the streets is knee high
Plus, I seen pubbles so deep the puddles speak
Ripe

way he breathing again
Been a minute since 9 Blvd
N*ggas thinking they run the street sh*t again
Y'all trippin like Ella Mae I got it hella made
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