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got out 
A pot of grease
Crispy as can be
And it's with my own check
Don't you know
The ones who have the most
Is who feel like the less
But 
Let me

cause I can't be checked 
Like my soul is outside and left my mind is set
"It's like I'm releasing rage on anybody in squeezing range cold enough to make

The lily of the valley
There's no one like you
You are
Yeah
You are
Lord you are my refuge
And you are my strength
You are my comfort
I say that you are
You

On the horizon of the gulls and plovers
She saw the outline of transparent lovers
In a hotel room underneath the covers
Who should I see but

Money Over Bitches

Game

Untold Story, Vol. 2 [Chopped and Screwed]

know is rocks and presidents like Mount Rushmore
Fuck the police, they hop out and bust doors
I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga that's what I flush for

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene  
 I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one  
 Who will dance on the floor in

I survived the virus but I was killed by the cure
I survived the virus but I was killed by the cure
Murdering people is how the system cures
How

Sunday in the South

Exile

Back to Back: Exile & Shenandoah

2001

And all the lights in the houses one by one go out 
Softly in the distance nothing stirs about 
And the night is filled with the sound of a whipporwil

You, Jesus, You are enough
Whenever I fall, Lord, You're picking me up
When I don't know who to turn to
When I don't know who to trust
I look to You,

show the world the greatest Love
By giving yourself
For we know your glory Lord
You are who is
Who was and who is to come
You are awesome in all your way

On the move like a like suitcase
Strong wood and the dusse
Money take you to a new place

Young Nigga and I'm too paid
Flash the money see who play
Don't be

a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white

Where the mandem, will ride  
Blood this is real life 
I just want good vibes 
Chilling by the pool side 
With a couple bad b and some real ones 
Mwah, ma

a bag
Who? Me? Huh, laugh (laugh)
Bitch, you better save your money
Get creative with the paper like arts and crafts
Bitch, I'm archin' backs
Nigga,

Puppet Dance

Roger Hodgson

Hai Hai

1987

young
Everything shatters when the day is done
Everything falters in the end
Losing a loved one is so hard

Oh my Lord, is it right?
By the light

Get jacked for your sneakers
Got hitters who used to get
Ass for they teachers bow legged stance
Used to meet by the bleachers
Got niggas in touch with

(There is nothing like)
But it did Mang
And I'm so sorry Mang
(You and I)
But thank You for giving me Your life in exchange for my sins
(My Lord)
So I

all the women out there
Who think that being a hustler's lady
Is nothing but champagne, material things, and money
Then again much love to the dead

Feeling like a book is corny so they keep a nine
Lord bless em' got me stressin' while I'm raising mine
See in the hood people think you won't amount

Nobody Want Work [Previously Unreleased Track]

Spice 1

Hits

1998

to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
See how fast time fly
I keep a strong will to live
I be a old man with a lotta game to give
I'll make the kids do

of touch, out of luck, can't even find a girl to love
Because the last girl was a nice girl who couldn't do forbidden love
Living like a lobster who's been

of the beasts
The lady of the plants
The empress of the tides
She's the lord of the dance
And I will go to her
I will not be bound

Have we forgotten who we are?

I fuck her like who cat that is? That's mine
Lay on the table wet wine and dine
Damn near hypnotized by the Eyes

You're living like a demon lives inside your room
But an angel lives inside of you
I can see through all your curtains inside your tomb
Being sad to you is