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Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
Make no mistake, this shit as real as Joe, we follow the killer's code
When we come for you, tell me where will

Wake They Shit Up

B-Legit

Practice Makes Paper

2019

of color
Karma used to take three years but it now it take 30 seconds
And it's a blessing to be living, ain't no question

Act like you forgot about it,

the league like Lebron James
Rather by in Italy kissin’ bitches with long names
This about the time that we flip the beat and the song change

Name ring on every street.
Fuck Coco Mango music.
We bangin' on every beat.
Ridin' with sharp shooters.
Five of them carpoolers.
Bola some Capn Crunch.

and that’s ok. Start with aiming for 10 seconds and see if you can work up to 30. Come as you are, where you are. The first several tracks have a shorter hold

stroke and it got me horrified 
O bu zi kwa ihe n gwa ya na-egwu a ka n’na ko this side
Now where’s my uncle he couldn’t make it my uncle no survive 
My

Steal the Show

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

caught a case, second you caught the babes
Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin'

Makin’ riches monthly under 30 nothin’ after
I about to land you’ll better dig your graves bitch
Stepped on white sand bitch I did it with no grades nope

She Is Gone

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money [Clean]

2009

b****

Uh, man I ain't never need no b****
Tell her take everything, don't leave your s***
Then I sent to her by her mama told her I'll holla
Tryin'

On the Street Where You Live

Dean Martin

This Time I'm Swingin'/Pretty Baby

1996

Let the time go by,
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live

People stop and stare
They don't bother me,
For there's no where

I've done
Remembering where I've come from
Dim lights illuminating dark streets
Stoplights on a quiet square
Trying to run away by my own two feet
If

My music hits the streets harder than sesame
I got the clarity in the VVS'
I guess I am known just like CVS is
She standing alone, by her garden gnome

with B
Then he ain't have it that bad if you take it from me
There's no reason to doubt, I'm soon to be one of the rhyme greats 
Miseducated like Lauryn

jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself

I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i

to cut it up and put a Nigga on his feet,
Momma i'm sorry but we were damn poor,
Daddy in his casket I ain't have no where to go,
I started skippin school

hard to hit him, we turn off the phones and relocate that nigga, we runnin' shit back

Never seen you steppin' out where you at?
Step in the street

as Dua Lipa
Where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to weirdos
You feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie
Keep a stick like Rolento
Did you win

eyes every day. And now it seems like I don't have enough words. I can't write enough songs for, I want to make every second of their lives a Christmas

Life Liquid

Canibus

2000 B.C. [Clean]

2000

spillin' in the streets

Niggaz take it for granted until they layin' dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all shoulda ducked when

anyways no way that he can work
When you done sold to the reverend no way we going church 
U can’t win where I’m from you was born to lose
But a 30 second

to handshakes drugs for papes
Now I'm sellin' CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no
Matter the size or shape
Those

never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No

the timestamps 

Use to have Slim's cd sitting on my dresser 
Before I lived on the shady side of Second 
Tiles filled with asbestos 

Harmful shit what I'm

wanna catch your shit
You're dumb, in fact you're thick
Played at your own game, pack your shit
No game, but I'm not a no name, I'm an artist
Got