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noggin
And I'm loved by few and hated by many but I gotta let the truth be told
Don't mess with Texas these streets is restless
These niggas will buss yo

Earth People

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

As I move in rockets, overriding, levels 

Nothing's aware, same data, same system 

Chorus 

Earth People, New York and California 

Earth

Of bricks In a Honda
Identification a bank
With a statement
My patnas can run
U some numbers
If the ticket is right
Take a trip to the Chi
Wit a brick of that

No new friends no new friends (MIA JAY C)
(Gang) , no new friends (Gang, gang)
GMO, CMO

Lost my dog to the system
Turnt around, lost my dog

begin to shine (Begin to shine)
Get you a new dress, it's red like wine (Red line wine)
The tag on my jeans it say number nine (Say number nine)
Walk in

baby
Texas in my tea, Texas in my tea
Got them taxes so I flee, yeah
They want bad for me
Got numbers on my head, they might try and send the feds

Blow It Out

Ludacris

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it

reaper
Karma come with heavy hands
Solid with the dealin’
Fuck the system
No more fearing
Bonafide feelin', I’m -
Stuck in summertime, overheat
Breakdown,

Blow It Out

Ludacris

Twanked Out Down South

2004

Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it

How much can you rob the system
Before it can be classified as white collar crime?
This is class warfare. 

If the CEOs ain’t feelin what your paid…

and my vision astronomical
I'm working hard til there's bands in the rental
If I ain't save your number you sent straight to voicemail
Threw me

was tripping cause your number 2 was Pippen
An I'll be pimping the system and usually you a victim
No telling my crew to sick em I handle my own
1 11

Twan Beatmaker the hit maker
We’re sorry
Your call cannot be completed as dialed
Please check the number and...
You hear that paper callin’?
I got

pressed clean tucked in my waist
But now its different gotta find a way to make a living
Hate the system hate the fact that all our taxes pay for prisons

Tyler Texas to the whole state
Take the world stage
Thought I told these niggas we gone get this money anyway
That’s my bae my lil headache
Walk around

system and I put that lil bitch up off it
Number one shooter like Tracy McGrady he step up and shoot like he startin
Me and Mehki in the Ghost

nigga hot cheetos what I snack on (Forreals)
My cousin say you put me back on
Had to give him the number to my trap phone
Cuz he know he I don't do

and make their spirits flip like
I'm a little underground king making Texas hits
For screwing our life force down 
Until the supreme hip-hop spit almost

up
I'm ready like my kicks laced up
Got a bundle gaining interest
Confused by my numbers like I gave my lat long
I ain't hard to find
Somewhere

hotel room number 104
Got to jugging out the store 
Cus you see you family broke
That recession wasn't a joke
Used to sneak out in the night and saw some

she took is the same one she neglected
Still I was betrayed by the system, but I'm not the victim
I'm a daddy determined, and failure is a word I'm

hope, need faith
The system crooked, I’m just tryna make sho we straight
Internally, like spiritually, man for peet sakes
And not Texas when I’m talking

that stereotypes of Texas cops

Do on TV shows
I worked at that store for a year and a half, and that was the absolute only time I had no drugs on me
It

yea/

I did what I had to to get in my position/to be honest im just a number up in a system/these crackaz tried to chain me down but im to great for