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far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah

I got flames

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any

Survival 1st

C-BO

Master P Presents...West Coast Bad Boyz II

1997

It could be the napalm, droppin' non stop bombs, 
Armed like vietnam, dominatin' like King Kong. 
Lyrical madness, step up, take up, and start

3 am, mustang speedin'
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight
He laughs does motor moves
Runnin' through the red lights!
Hollerin'

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

good evening everybody, if you don't know you won't know
i go by the name of big snoopy d with double ?
and you inside of the big blue ?
and we will

clipped by the 'K
Meditate and smokin', I be talking to P
Spittin', "Survival of the Fittest" while I walk down these streets

Bitch, it's a stick up
I

dap, nigga
Just pay homage
Peep my steps, always keep the piece on deck
I'm from the danger zone where
We handle beef by death, nigga

Everybody's

day
Xzibit here to stay
My life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A situation only one man can walk away from
The same way he came
When I spit

day
Xzibit here to stay
My life, a tribute to the A.K,
you wanna play
A situation only one man can walk away from
The same way he came
When I spit

Minimal practice
Try and match me can’t match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning

Need Jesus

Steve Stone

The Storm

2016

the remission for all of our sins

When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra (sixth chakra)
He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2

and one of hash
Mix the two together then I do a dab
Step outside of me to meet the me you see and maybe be able to see who I really am
Half a gram of DMT

wack, they all see me
Warm up two like some hot car seats
By the end of this year, I'll buy a TV
I'll be on TV, on a tall HD
I'm living that life and I

on
Any nigga in the way we'll pull that k on
Fill his clothes up with holes tell
Him get his J on, yeezus
I'm too rich to be this reckless
Spent two bricks

in the game doing it like me
I’m surrounded by history
A legend in the making
K-Rino said homie that it’s
Mine for the taking
Can’t mess with

a flame, throw up, but you know that I be flamin' shit
Best believe by yourself, you got your life or will we take it
I ain't got this gun for nothin', run

Survival 1st

C-BO

One Life 2 Live

1997

It could be the napalm, droppin' non stop bombs, 
Armed like vietnam, dominatin' like King Kong. 
Lyrical madness, step up, take up, and start

But with every second I'm blessed with turns to murky waters that I step in
Trekking with zero destination, facing questions
Placed in a grey aesthetic

Real quick bout to hop out of that whip yea
Black jays on the feet when I drip yea
All up on a quad, bout to take it for a rip yea
2 step, slide, but

Michael
Jackson, bro got dark, no tanning
Now ten-ten grub, i whip it straight and
Have the kittys spazzing

Part one, done part two, done
Mischief, K Trap,