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it's India, we dearly call it Bharat Desh
Heros dying on the border just to keep us safe
This is story of a soldier one who fought for the nation's grace

All I wanna do is lick her clean
Throw her on a table, take over by that label
Show her why they call my moses
And show her my king is able
Give it

on the mound
Shooting straight when going 'round town
Bitch it's going down
I swear to God, and he that know I'm the shit
Rest in peace to Mom, y

They say the places we venture
A Christian shouldn't dare
Homie, that ain't holiness, it's fear
You scared
Homie, I swear, I won't sin by osmosis

And this that come back
You gon love to see
I'm a hero to these bitches
Call me Hercules

Red fish Blue fish
Ya be on fck shit
That's that cap shit
Y

a drill
And it's been a few years, why you niggas in tears
If it's kill or be killed, I'm gettin' judged by my peers
I'm gon' ride to the end, whenever that

of homies dead on the low key
If they stay dead bloodshed then it's on me
Just a yg covered by the og
But I had to die off to that old me
Through all this

know about my town
Thinking it's another city by the ocean coast
And not a whole lot that be ever going down (down, down)
As we coming up slow
On a ghost

& fallen comrades
Soldiers learn to rest as best they can, when they can

There's no giving up
No excuses
No half-stepping
Or at least
That's how it should

in all this work, bustin' double shifts
I'm on top, with the Glock
Hide the grams in my sock
I got grams, call it snot
Got my gang, that's on lock

Notice niggas start hating
Don’t spend time with that

I’m working for the good
So why they mad

Shit I’m happy for my self
That’s why I gotta laugh 

Say

Special Delivery [Mix]

Keith Murray

We Invented the Remix

2002

delivery Keith Murray
(Well give it to me)
 
Craig Mack special delivery
(I want that)
I'm that boy they call Diddy Bad Boy baby
(I need that)
Yeah

That boy not a shooter for real
I got niggas who still posted up in the trap and they prolly gone lose it for real
And that's prolly where I'mma be

the way I'm living
Call me antisocial by all my decisions
When it comes down to it they don't really get it
I don't have the time for no recess
But I'm

was supposed to say)
They call it bipolar, unstable conditions
They got me lookin' over my shoulder
The book that I wrote ya was
Meant to move the time

loves the way that I hit it
Slow-motion make her sing oh no
Arch her back make her sing oh no
Bend over make her thing go oh
I don't know why the man

fenty... faces hella pretty
I love it when you call me big besco
If you smoking weed that's laced... get the fuck out my face (why)
Cause i see somebody

choose one like I'll sign with that

Moving
I been out cruising
I been out here trying to start me a movement
They couldn't do it
Bit and I chew it
Spit it

It's quite inevitable
All these in-testable, indigestible, mother fucking posers
Putting out beats that they show that they took no time
Act like they

Rejection
They fear it like they got no redemption
A lesson
And I'm planting ideas like inception
So they
Try it like this and they try it like that
But they

Make War

Flame

Identity Crisis

2009

they'll be dissin' you
Flipping birds while that spit at you
If you not, why is that?
It don't matter so bump it
Perfect love cast out fear and He ain't

the rain and the thunder
But y'all was right there by my side y'all always kept it a hundred
So if at any given time you feel like you going under
You just

town
Where in Cape Town was that?
Reese street where I was married to your grandmother
I lived with her family
Was that district 6?
Uh they call it

I need a remission cause I'm gettin too high
I roll up another one, I call it gettin 2 highs
Ask why they traded on me said I wish I knew why
I keep