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Turnt it up a notch & now I'm out on that road I just got booked for another show

My Parents told me gotta eat to survive
Sometimes I can't even go

those gates
I'm tryna live my life straight
'cause some of my mates ain't
With me no more
And it's never ever gon' be okay
I'm from the other side
Where

on the pages
Enough to write a book
Look into my eyes I know you feel it
But you double take another yeah I've seen it
Got you workin' by my side like we had

thoughts like these
So I'm going to stand here like a person who stands around and waits
Remembering that it is spring break and there aren't going to be any

So pick up lest it be treason
I wrote these words in all caps to
Translate the importance of a
Creative mind in the worst ways
I am someone I look down

game
Nah, I ain't finished

I'm full of pain and rage
And I don't think I can be saved by ibuprofen
I just been lettin' time heal me as time rollin'

of wood, I hope it catches
Fire for the flame, get the matches
Think outside the box, l was living in a casket
You were always testing me, now I'm absent

to corporate greed, it's a mess
Homeless people line the roads in makeshift tents
Right across the street from the White House press
So who you gonna be in this

who am i kidding
I take my pain make sure it hidden
On the beat make sure I'm spitting
When it is finished next beat to be killing
You know me I'm

love love

Broken mirrors I'm surrounded by these shards of glass
Was supposed to set me free now all I sees reflections of my past
All I see is ghosts

Ride Wit Me

The Countdown Singers

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2002

take home)
She can be 18 (18) with an attitude
Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude
But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that it's

On live with boosie hoe
Yea that nigga that be trickin' on you

I feel so sorry, bro
Yeah, she spend that chicken
On who, yes me
Yeah, now  you know

Niggas

block and I walked in yo trap and I did it for fun
All these niggas lame no you cannot be my son
Got too many bad bitches, how can I only choose one?

Now I got three and I'm high as I can be
High as a bird and I'm fly like a bee
When I get stressed I go sit under trees (Yea)
And I smoke them too
When

Used to be hungover in the hallways bad
Now I smile at the haters, I'm on tour, they mad
Why? What, you thought I'd be broke forever
You can't laugh

bed
And thinking about people who deserve to be dead

This is my message I'm packin' not slackin'
I'm runnin' and gunnin' if you cause a racket 
I'll

to flow 
And as your skin glow graced by the sun with a kiss
With your natural hair curly coils tight as a fist
Now that's black power light or dark
You

out the hood ain't impossible it's a maybe
Ladies ladies ladies
No TI JID combo
I got beach boy best friends in Redondo
I got niggas with so much work

know that it's fake
Say I won't make it that's never my fate
Deep in the O (Orlando)
See me passing out plates
My karma is gold
I can tell by my bank

know some people that used to be friends to me
Now they be praying on the end of me

You niggas bugs, I keep it 100 like centipedes
I'm way above, you

sense too
I pop me a bean it get me together like a senzu
You looking for me and imma get stretched
You gon send who
Do you know where my ninjas will

down
From the dirt how we started the city wouldn't speak on me hardly but say I'm the one now
Made it work out the bottom went broke I got back and went

the sky we knock the thunder down
How you think we stay high but rock the underground
How you think the same guys who brought you SunUP now
Would not be

take it slow
My edamame mami got the noodles in the special bowl oh
There ain't no place to go the work ain't done for sho
Cheese gram weed pan greens