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Laura

Trooper

Trooper [1980]

1980

Baby, I get sick and tired of hearing you
Talking 'bout the things you never get to do
You say that nothin's really wrong, it's just that nothin's

to ever line up 
Daz why my head stay on and facing up 
Angels in disguises 
Watching us through devices 
Jah knows how much I does get caught up 
I love

froggy why you looking like hermit (urrrt)
Got be humble gotta wait your turn 
(yea) (Urrt)
Better pay up and I ain’t talking big worm

(Yeah yeah yeah

've been surrounded by delirium
Expounding all my lunacy and
Frowning in the mirror i'm mysterious
Greet peeps with a grin
Three sheets to the wind
Grim reap

It's been a long night but now's a new day
So why am I still here
'Cause that bird flew away

You kind of look like someone that I used to love
Because

I know these boys not gone play with me
I know these hood gangsters keeping heats
Ik i got that rich mouth
Y'all niggas talking cheap
I'm raised

conversation
The same is true for people who think all the time
That means when I use the word think
Talking to yourself
Subvocal conversation
The constant, uh,

no dance moves
Just sit back grinning, my Toe Jam from that Big Foot
Kicking yo Dox I see your style-switching bomb
Time-ticking rappers and Mc's

Not yet
Don't worry Imma be on the news momma
TV that's big shit to prove momma
And I always wanna buy you a coup momma
Sorry about the shit that I

The life y'all consider is living I couldn't live in it
I can stop running right now and I'll be still winning
Pressure bust pipes and that pipe got me

Never worry bout a set back, we gon get that
Get ya shit snatched, call lay, that's a big crap
And I'm the dealer, Ain't nothing realer
She eying me down

RRJ but these niggas already know my name
Ik them niggas tweeting on me but Ian sayin a thang
I done got weight up but now I’m tryna maintain
Big dog

the morning
An I get fly
Damn I'd hate
To be that guy
They cant touch my soul
My heart made of gold
I lost love it's cold
But that's the way it goes
Why they

Trapped in a younger body with my powers sealed away
The power storage of my twin sister has been blocked big may day
But what gods omit is that i can still

to the store
Grab that .40 by my waist, I grab my pole
Call me D. Rose, baby
Hit a win and then I score
Look at the way that I'm stacking
Got a .40, bitch its

I'm driven by the booze so I dwell in the grooves
And I only make moves that I can't walk back
And don't ask questions that you don't want to know
Don't

Doubt Me
But Drop my name when you chasin' cloud
Never give a chick my govy
Maybe thats why they never love me
Rappers thinking they above me
But when

But I got three hoes and they all slay
Bitch, I'm goin' up what they finna say
Can't go back and forth, hoe that's child's play

Bitch, I'm gettin' big

that I used to tend
Same way the LORD delivered me then
He'll do it again! Again?
Yeah, Yeah! He'll do it again!!
You goin' down Goliath
& I'm comin' for

Death Becomes You

C.L. Smooth

Menace II Society

1992

shells drop

And when it go pop, pop, my glock hit that niggaz nut
'Cause I'm one of the hard ox's smokin'
Motherfuckers like crack rocks huh, so back

Right now

Now we pray they give my fuckin brotha bail
Know they really want a nigga in a cell
Then they wonder why we screaming fuck 12
Bitch I swear

Okay then meet me in the middle
I gotta tell you I am not even a little bit phased by you
Would rather make plays than the same with you
I don't ever

even deal with them
I just send the bill in

Why all these higher ups thinking that they 
could play god

You could pray to them but the 
both of you got

heart on my sleeve
I suffer defeated

I wake up at night
Start grabbing my chest
I hope for the best
And look to the left
I pray that you're here
Right by