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minutes and it fuckin shows
There's a meaning to it all, genius lyrics for sure knows
One, two, three, four, countin all the blue bands
Five, six, seven,

shmurda like Bobby
Imma drug dealer still serving narcotics
Yeah, smoking that gas by the pound
Getting dem packs I get em around
Yo bitch want dick she hop

to the bank nigga
Stacking bank nigga
Stacking M's
Fuck you think nigga
Stacking M's nigga

Fuck you think this Bobby B
I'm out the the pens, nigga

as the timeline shifts to
Eighteen-sixty-two

Three years before the Civil War was over, four years overdue
Which was only a hundred and twenty-one years before I

more need to be said
From arrowheads hitting skinheads

To precious little baby blue seeing red
So never listen to what a demon says
Now all these

myself no more
Punching all my cunts till we Hit the floor 1v1 with everyone I wanna brawl
Grade 3 already saying fuck the Law Come and meet and I just

ain't been done

JORDAN RAINER - BDR/BMI
BOBBY TERRY- Rock Ridge Music ASCAP
KEVIN BRANDT- BDR/BMI
April 3, 2021

FACTORY BLUES

I’ve been here since seven this morning
Long before my brain is alive
it takes at least three cups of coffee
just to get me feelin’

Latino Pt. 2

Chris Rivers

Human

2015

Or a single mother from the ghetto either
Fuck y'all

It's a small island in the Caribbean that we be in
Goes by the name of Puerto Rico

Nigga the champ is

N 2 Deep

Compton's Most Wanted

Music to Driveby

1992

niggas trying to ball 'Face 
Time to go to work, need some back' better call Eiht. 
Call my nigga up, Kicked the fundementals. 
2 way ticket 3 o'clock

Got cheated on the deal and that's real life stuff,
You live and you learn, you earn by being burned,
The knowledge that sometimes there's no give

Flight at 8 o'clock, left the crib at 6: 50
Goin 120 flyin down 360 virgin first class
Booked it at the last minute
One way, and the bitch cost $1050

Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy

Woah, had to get the bag and go
Woah, if you gon' shoot, then go
Pull up in the dark tint, we do a drive-by, high

ChOrUsx2

~verse 2~
Baby you got it. Theres not a doubt in my mind. I remember talkin on the
phone hours at a time. Around 3 o'clock daily you would come

kissing on north while it was two o'clock at night
A good guy now, I ain't hitting whenever
Even crashed my car spitting together
You know when the kiss

and if not Tom
She deffo' took dick from Harry
I got 3 shots waiting on me, Tom
Dick and Harry i'll link Thomas in his yard
But D and H in the alley
Niggas

and point to a star. 
On that star is a carriage, waiting outside the gates to the city. 
It arrives every day at three o'clock in the afternoon drawn by

look thataway
three o'clock matinee,
lets collaborate
and Ill pay you back soon
with a crazy rap tune.
But for now were just gazing at the moon

Wander

Ether & Wood

Alela Diane

Cusp

2018

Fell asleep on the hardwood floor
3 o'clock in the afternoon
I awoke to a pale blue sky
And the song of an old friend
Took me back to our life,

Bustin' Off Shots

Low Profile Gangsters

Keepin' It Gangsta

2001

until we see you vatos drop
Busting off shots, running from the cops
We don't plan to stop until we see you vatos drop

[Royal T]
Homey uno D, by three