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of roughing it I want luxurious Huff and puff the finest Sinuses merge Watch me murder this Well, haven't you heard of me Courtesy's flirting with 30's
roam roam Your life on the road Now changes, coming at you faster than you can take Changes, roughing you up but you know that you won't break Changes,
you're roughing up my pride There will be a reckoning For the peddlers of hate Who spread their poison all across this estate And a reckoning, too,
down They're roughing me up now They're pummeling me down Robbed on a Monday (Shave me shame me, uneducate me) Got caught on a Tuesday Locked up
you're roughing up my pride There will be a reckoning For the peddlers of hate Who spread their poison all across this estate And a reckoning, too,
the wind blows Roughing up the sea Will you be by me As the rain Starts pouring down The sun light Dries all the tears As the star Starts waking up I'll show
the end of my road So till my time has come I'll just keep roughing it up like a rogue Anyone could have intervened When the world had tried to break me
already know When I'm deep in it We roughing in these sheets You a freak in it Baby girl just cum for me No misleading it Oh I won't ever leave Just believe
Thumping Frontin Stunting Strutting Cuming Sucking Crushing Roughing Toughing Busting Tussling Hustling Hustling Jacking Macking Tapping Clapping Rapping
Check on the score, cause I swear that I'm upping it Lurk in the bushes and grass like i'm roughing it If I know you got some racks, then I'm running
blå (roughing) For Storhamar Evig gul og blå Roughing ja
never seem to bother Never seem to bother Nah nah nah Never seem to solve em Roughing through the pain I need to see the doctor See me running away but
roughing yah You girl is getting sluttier Am a mafia 808 mafia Talk bad I be roughing yah You girl is getting sluttier Everything luxury what you talking
of this And they don't really notice the new Medium that is roughing them up They think of the old medium Because the old medium is always the Content
And don't think for a second about looking back From here the on-out road's roughing up And the sky's turning piano black You got a socket hanging where there
no Roughing up my boots when we get it on I don't wanna get along Come and get popped we can get it on Come and get shot by an Outlaw Like me Roughing
parole, no bail Hard labor, fifty lashes Hard labor, money splashes It's hard to survive the pain of love The old maid is roughing up Applying
on the big picture Nobody's calling them for roughing up the pitcher It's a frail grasp on the big picture Heaven help us Frail grasp on the big picture All
out Huddle up, yo, Queens niggas won't fuck it up Keep my Southside niggas just playing the cut While my Queensbridge people stay roughing you up
No frontin' allowed (time to wreck it) Punching your goddamn eyebrows off Roughing it up north, lookin' like July 4th It's a blast, smash
bags, Percocets, the Rugers Still the smoothest at roughing up all the jewelers Danny Glover, up the pistol, pussies undercover Propositions
Times is roughing Timberland cuffing Won me a G up off to Rio Hope we can pull it back my throat my only weapon blow the beat up Stuff pillow bags in
a touch up (need a touch up) And my lifestyle Tempur-Pedic, need to rough up (need a roughing) I walk in the fuckin' meeting, all you starstruck (lil'
fighting ourselves Roughing up our minds so we're ready when the kill time comes Wide awake in bed, words in my brain, "Secretly you love this, do you
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