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and I forever related like a lace
Why you keep selling a dream by giving yaseven
The eloko I see in ya face is that beam is that heaven

Tala tala ngai

with ya man
Before I eva had a pen, mic or blunt in my hand, and I would
Go ‘n’ kick it with my friend and well
I can’t say his name so, we’ll just call

this
For these fuck n****s I’m makin a list
One phone call that’ll get dem hit
Knock em off one by one that’s it
That’s big b-o-s-s shit 
New maybach

Haaaaaa
Geezy
Aye man who that is Callin man
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
Haaaaa
I took em off, I did it again
These n***** be mad

stay solid n play dat position
33 clip in my mf man bag
Boom boom boom
U can't get ya man back
I be talking dat shit Dey can't stand
I be living dat shit

I'm a Soldier

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

M-I- to the T
Yeah, I'm Silkk the SHOCKER!!!!
And yeah, that's me
Tank dog all I want to be, nigga I told ya
Tat on my back, is that of a no limit

leave ya dead n walk away like its nothin

Homies come and homies go only the real ones will stay
Shoutsout to j shoutsout to t but just forget about k

nah) 
You can't stop chasing the dreams of your life just because you know do it
You're gonna have to do it all by yourself
(I don't need none 'ah ya

It's Only Rock 'N Roll (But I Like It)

Hit Crew

Drew's Famous Original Tiki Bar Party Music

2004

would flood on the page 
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya 
Would ya think the boy's insane? He's insane 

I said I know its only rock 'n

my)

Talk about it how they talk about it
You heard me in Peter Pan
Yea' they talk about me
Go n’ tell the world we at war
There’s no doubt about it
Go

a taste
I wouldn't care if it was yours
I'm putting food on my plate
Only here by grace
A born sinner
That can mix with the saints
A scorned n***a
From

**** and a snitch n**** go ahead and dig ya own ditch n****
If you feeling offended then this song probably 'bout you
Middle fingers in the air, in the air, fuck you

there's more
For you to treasure
H2R this home of records
This is chess
Compared to checkers
B A N D I T
You don't wanna try me
I call the shots
I call

from bitches, they really be broke Fuck a deal, n****s sellin' their soul for
some money Then turn around, labels be joke
Lotta money, you can tell by

gone ride)

you clout chasing where ya pride b 

I hit her raw gave her a plan b 
you know we live from the three (Live from the three)
my n

disappear like  Hokus pokus



They see I’m focused used to be hopeless , u cud fuck around n get cho door kicked 

,we stuck around we had to scope em,

He

Everybody wanna be sum body
But ask ya self
Nigga who are you
Before you go n judge another nigga
Ya better be on top of knowin you

I give respect

Fire Squad

J. Cole

2014 Forest Hills Drive

2014

Nigga why you actin' like a ho?
Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go
Tell me girl why you be stressin me for time
When you tell me you

But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me 
So, baby, kill

But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me 
So, baby, kill

look to tha ceiling
Praise tha ones who ain't here to promise I'ma do it right achieving
You gotta plan ok its time ya let em know
I'll be ya texaco

theABSTRACTS used to be
Can't rewind time
But lemme fix ya history

Lost to many young's ones
Y'all don't know loss misery
I sip for the pain
Smoke for

a couple grams

Bill Nye the science guy n da spot Getting' hippies high
Work magic wit the opioid's swear 
I should be crucified

12 still on my back ain't

case 
Just lock ya up and throw the key away 
I want to make sure that she knows everything is ok 

I love ya I know you know it 
I don’t say it enough n