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Now I think I'm turning inside out
That's a bad shout
Deafened by the turning of the screw
Tell me honey does it feel right
Running red lights
Now I

down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town

[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm

down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town

[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm

black revenge
Is death of man
It's life's a curse
Cast on the earth
And its bad blood
Will bring bad luck

Deliver pain
Here comes Road Train

Shell

don't make it loud 
You coming so hard (gimme the sound)
Up, side, down (gimme the sound)
You making me bad 
Don't make it loud
You coming so hard (gimme

(Cutler tune this bitch up)
While living this life I made bad decisions
Sometimes I didn't even think twice
Reminisce what I had thinking about

I seen this beautiful Goddess
Up in the place
Smelled the Chanel No. 9
As she breeze by my way
Had to stop her just to say
I like yo whole lil

and different is bad
I tried to be normal to make you impressed but can't my normal is different than you

Oh, do I deserve the pain
Poison in my veins
I'm

Sometimes all you need is a friend
To help you see that you're not alone
I know I can't heal your pain in the end
But I can be the hand that you

It's just me all by myself when I be crying in the rain
But everytime you had a problem I would pick up your pain, but you pushed me away
It's just one

I'm in love with a machine
And I know it sounds obscene
I need her so bad
But I'm in love with a machine
And I know it sounds obscene
But I need her so

a jedi
Im rollin three five
When I get high
She smellin the fire
When I sped by
Niggas switched on me
I got me some money
Now im the bad guy
They wishin im

Clockwork

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show Mix Archives, Vols. 1-2

2004

what you don't have so far neither one's happened
But I was told by my peeps play your cards right
Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype
That

clice. 
Old-school sound, writing lyrics on a tablet. 

Wandering wonderland clice.
High in the Eiffel tower - Paris.
Chillin in the palace,
Harder by

low when you kneel
The pain in your voice, and the water in your tears
The one bad choice that you regret for years
Desires of the flesh manifest by

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

rules
Win some you lose bounce back you choose
Good days bad news, bad guys good views
Be great your fate is overdue determined by you attitude
If you

This goes out to anybody who's felt any pain
Don't let that pain change you
Don't let it make you a bad person 
Don't let em change you 
Don't let em

You can't dance to the music
If you can't even hear the sound
You can't read the message
Till you can't even hear the sound
Yeah
I know I been away

H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday yall got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
Im talkin shit they didn't like
Ridin marble

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin

anxiety's consuming the kid
I don't know what might happen to him but he been going insane
On a daily he consumed by the pain
And where he from he use

Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

somethin' for ya 
Get rocked by my midnight Glock 
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block 
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch

tentatively calling "Bad"
He waves his lighter
In the air and sways as it
Plays through for her part
Nicki has been pleading with
Him to trust her proven pop