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Cuz you can't sit behind me
I done been on more rocky roads
Than Kansas City side streets
Dem niggas got it out the mud I Got it off the concrete
Same

Don't know what i did wrong
I gotta get away now
I gotta get away

I can't stay knowing you somewhere I'm not
How you so close but so far
I can't feel

Shit just been getting a lil scary yeah
I can't tell
If it was the right time and the wrong place
I can say I tried
I don't know if you did
If it was

never do you wrong I'll show you from the start
Show you from the start
Baby it ain't hard
I'll show you me if you show me who you are
Show me who you are

You're so pretty when you smile
Oh my baby looking so fine
Thankful for this ride or die
Promise I will do you right
Never lie always keep you high

just pop it for me though 
Ya boys down on sixth street but I can't fuck with them guidos 
Ya boys down on Rainey but I can't fuck with them yuppies

down following the lines over the road like code just to do what they're told brain dull
I decided I would derive from the blind
I designed in the breath

Aye Aye 

I’m moose money I’m screwed up. 
Got some loose screws
So, I’m keepin the tool tucked 
Niggas said Dey gone do what ?
Bitch im standing

wanna do it by myself without a soul that hones over me
Without somebody saying how it's all suppose to be
Really I want to redefine the word luxury
But

I slay theses bitches' rappers and I do it properly
My rapping heals your acne, it's better than propolis
You got the wrong Lee, well, I got

'fore the storming
Stuck with all of these questions
Can't determine the lesson
Damn you got me confused
What the hell did I do?
I deserve an explanation

a voice, He gave no choice he said
"Now don't you move"
Hands high if you innocent then stand
By but it's against the
Law to film what I do so don't you

And put on crosses
I’m never nervous 
But always cautious 
Raised by da streets 
Like hooked on phonics 
Money don’t grow on trees
But it do wit chronic

nobody gone tell me shit

I’m a bad mufucka 

Ain’t nobody gone tell me shit

Now this is what it is

Now this is what it is

Now you wanna tease me

Now

This is the last time, dude
If I don't do it I'm done

My name is Ody, self-explanatory
In court getting judged by the fucking jury
Attack your nurse

Got a lot that I risk
Saying that it's wrong for a
Kid to be putting
Myself on how I did, and I'm sorry
But I'm not gonna quit
God gave me living

down don't you hold back

By the rules streets they don't play
What I've seen I can never say
Take it all to the grave
On my word no I'll never stray

Bang Loose

WC

Ghetto Heisman

2002

you smelly funkadelic
With funkadelic reteric for you relics
(The buffalo fake the nigga street sweeper)
The Grim reaper's grim reaper
I'm a Don

deep

Time slips away
As I haze through my thoughts
But you're gone and I can't
Turn back the time

What did you do?
Tell me, why did you leave me?

You

avatar
But first and explanation
Must be given
A rapacious lust did break a trust
And turn a truce to blood
So crushed is a once balanced power
And i fear

don't know what you did to me
i really love you , i will never let you go my baby
let's be together,and make me your body guard
your ma family, girl yo ma

Time left to waste leave you to decay

But you gotta be the best at what you do 
So go out there dreams to pursue

Cause the best of the best were up

on the target
Yeah
So impressed where I'm at
Lord you got me out
It was back up in my past
Would blow it by the pound
Hard to express what you did
Lord I wanna

before i can detect them

i look at people like
what are they thinking?
i know they're thinking less
you can only get by one day at a time
with little acts