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Walk alone
In eternal hell
Through the dancing lights
And through my dizzy spells
Walking home
By the wishing well
Wish to lose my sight
Pray to go

situation
Leaves you waiting all alone
The ideal retaliation
Leave them waiting by their phone

You might think that you've got nothing to say
I wanna hear

incarnate, I'm trying my hardest
To feel what I can just to feel again
That's all that I ask for, it's all that I want
Don't want to dull the pain
I roll

my ego
Feel like I'm the shit with my ego
Floss with my ego, I'm a boss with my ego
I'm about to run this shit with my ego
Don't say too much

See my bros them turn up
Yeah my brother
Real life shit no Hannah Montana
Roll my J, go about my day
No brother like stress and I no like drama

Kushy 3.0
So gimme gimme more
I don’t need a 20 sack I need about a half of smoke and then I’ll be on point
I got 11 papers rolled when all of them gone I

Wishin'

Common

PRhyme

2014

I'm never done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm forever making my payments"
I walk by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his chain in
No

swear you one of a kind
When you come question me sometimes I might tell a few lies
Fuck all that pride, went on stage I had you by my side

I just

a smile as I pass by in my truck 
when I hear her mutter, “what a waste, what a waste” 
it’s a funny place we’re living in where we can complain about

We Murderers Baby

Ja Rule

Next Friday

1999

boss
feel the force,
this young horse,
known as rule
gave more paper to jigga for my ewls
and lord knows ain't no pussy going to stop my flow
i

Then worry about the other 3 niggas
All of them ran to get backup
That's 12 more niggas I'mma stack up
Open up the trunk in a rage
And loaded up my

Another Nigger in the Morgue

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped

1991

motherfuckas out there go for bad
That shit played out my brother
I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
Whether friend or foe bro
Steppin' on my toes, your

Some, some, some ain't real man they be On some ham sh*t I'm just tryna manage, Y'all out here doing damage .

And now I'm about to get it for my family ,

time
Did it by myself
Paper run on the road
Did all way
I've been killing with the style
Got my ways
Godles the style
That's my name
I'm a Ceo
You know

make believe/
We flip thru paper like a magazine/
Baby I can fvck yo head up(Repeat4x)

Verse
I got his bm in my dm tryna creep this pm/
Hard pipe

match
Chasing after this damn paper
Like a nigga playing tag
Eenie, meenie, minie, mo
Time for all you rats to get whack
Yeah I'm paper chasing fast
Bitch

Yea
Yea
Yah yah yah yah yah
Yea
Yah yah yah yah yah
Yea ay
My Mind on the money I
Promise that's all that I wanted back When I was Coming up
I got

(All rise in the court)
(I am Sir Boogieman)
(We're here for Zay versus his demons)
(As always, demons you may begin)

You have told a thousand lies

get it if I do, so I just do it by myself
Shit it's crazy, all this just for wealth
I'm trying to live better
Fuck y'all opinions, come correct cause

finding my escape
From oppression
Paper is the weapon
The root of all evil or the ultimate blessing
Yo choice

Coming up wit money
Going hard on a hard

at the fad, 
Ambiguous derivation talk to salesmen to lose tracks, 

All my bros think I'm a joke I got a bad girl that gives that, 

Bad girl wants my hand

caught up now he in the slammer
Free all my nigga got judged by the hammer
2017 I got locked jammer
Lost my cousin my auntie and my nana
Smoking gas

My People

Webbie

All or Nothing

2010

with my people, we drank that shit by the fifth, 
On that dank with my people,
Mane we've done smoke by the zip, 
Pussy niggas look here, 
Y'all want

Twisted

Santana

All That I Am

2005

How we been through all this ups and downs and I was to blind to see
But now my visions better and I'm writing you this letter
By the time you get