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Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles Let's go Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
in a blanket, stranglin' Him, hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit Child endangerment, dark brain arcane, but it Mark
Before i go id like to say a few things. this album was completed on january 15th 1991. By now the war has probably started and a whole bunch
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album Who'd have
From the album fairytale Now, it makes no difference what you do, I love you, babe. Well, I need your lovin', I need it bad, oh deed I do. Now, you
and replied, "Why yes But I prefer the term African American Express" Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell Your boy back on his hustle,
before, in my little snapshot album. The night was dark and the hour was late, She was kissing her boy by the garden gate, Wouldn't she love to see page
that's one for you and two for me by tonight I'll be loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time
a lil' game and get her to do brain That boy Weezy is a bad mother-feezy Me and Young Jazze at the back of One-Tweezy I'm so breezy off the Velvie
straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn, and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still bein' operated on I'm ducked
straight for two months with a buzz My brain's gone, my soul's worn, and my spirit is torn The rest of my body's still bein' operated on I'm ducked
that's one for you and two for me by tonight I'll be loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time
Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything Oh yeah
you off Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin Missing the game, damn bitch it's
gangsta, gangsta To the rhythm Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta To the rhythm Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Get on Patron, run grab by your phone Get on Patron, run
thing We did was "Who Are The Brain Police? " and by the time we finished "Brain Police " his head was going around like this, you Know, and he says,
Written by Rickie's father, Richard Jones, as a lullaby for her Live at the Wiltern Theatre (1992) Don't feel bad Because the sun went down The night
This is Meth-Heads and Fruit Plates by Wyoming Deez Stop now, this album will fucking suck There is no need to listen to it Please for your own sake
This is music to be murdered by Got a premonition I feel the end is near The beauty starts to fade My joy has turned to pain I hear the symphony
for them all And by the model of my vehicle you know that I ball A 92 but 91 the year that Tyler was spawned And if I crash in the woods then I'mma
a suburb to the brain? You wear them so well, those innocent eyes You're puttin' on a wonderful disguise I want you so bad. I'm pushing my luck It
would go away Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet Hard to live life to the fullest with
I think you need help How many time on one album can you say you're def? "I'm bad." Yo punk, save your breath That's weak shit from a weak mind
would go away Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet Hard to live life to the fullest with
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