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the guys 'cos I'm takin you trips
Go from the trap to the ritz 
Baby come lets make this quick
I see my future with you and the kids
Sealing the deal with

Shock!

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in

attended
Til '87 graduation came and I wasn't with it
Kicked out the house at the age of 18
No money for college, mmm, how should I handle things?
I tried

fire fly
Show me hope be my guide (My guide)
Roll with me help me get by (Get by)
All secrets be open yeah
Tell me straight do not hide (Don’t)
At my

better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate

me
Mans still blessed
Still think life is a test
I'm equipped with the skill and pen
Fuck them beg friends
Still spit flame and flem
Reside by the side

to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of
The caliber of discounts
Indicated by the presence of
A heart-shaped object in your community


Hey kid, look at you! Right

Enviyon on the mix
Are you a blessing my baby are you a curse
Cause you know some situations come with their perks
I need a sign and a message from universe

land
I'm tired of this motherland
I'm ready to see the stars out my first class rocket ship
Tell me that you really care
Help me mail this loaded prayer

on the rocks
Disrespect my family n we sendin out shots
So many angels in the air, diamonds in the sky
Long live, rest in peace forever all my guys
It's a crazy

with the pint
On the finer things in life
As I'm climbing up these heights
Got a diamond for the heist
For my guys that carry knives
Baby momma that's my

Mix sex with a substance we become the same breed 

I'm in a dream try my hardest to not let sleep Paralysis get between 
I️ played with love once but

Baby, she grabbin' my dick
I told her let go of my Eggo (Bitch)
Baby, she checkin' my swag
She wanna build with me
Like motherfuckin' Legos (Checkin' it)

you pass it back

Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
Codeine got me passin' out
Crown mix it with cranberry
Tryna see what that about
'Member we

dat like Gretzky

I'm tryna KO

You and your bestie

How did she learn

She say by herself

Live with a chick

You never by yourself

She say do you mix

K.I.S.S. (Keep It Simple Stupid)

Diamond D

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

Uh, going out to the Zulu Nation

You go out with the old and in with the new
I'm well-situated 'cause I know what to do
When the mic is in my

face
She blow me in Chicago like a windy day
Giving out my jacket when she shivering, chivalry, pretty please
Go and back it up against me baby make me

Mix my drink
No Martini's
Why always free you like free me
Unsigned track like CCTV
I featured on GRM Daily
Hopped out the black convertible
Take mans

fuck these bitches then we send em home 
And I'm riding for my niggas if they right or wrong

I live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's

Hot Boys and Girls

Master P

MP Da Last Don

1998

wise guy 

Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by 

Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone 

Answer wrong, cause I'm

yeah I'm alright
You already know what's in this sprite
I'm with my demons I'm with my guys
They say slat I'm with my slimes
Only pop out yeah if it's

Yeah, yeah, I hope y'all ready to shake some ass
I got my niggaa funky foot live in the mix
It's your boy, O-A-O

Baby got that ass on her, uh-huh

wonderin'
I just
Mix my cup up
I'm getting too nauseous
Been here too long
Now I'm runnin' out of oxygen
Run down
Then I make a couple rounds
See my

roundish bed

And then you feel a tickling on your head

It's Kg with the feather and

The French tickler

Look out baby he's got the tools

And the you feel