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a sweater 

Illest on 16 since hustlers drove Jettas

Had the lumber Jack with the hat to match 

Been making heat tracks since the cabbage patch 

No you

that are embossed on the cross so you won’t get lost
I am death, the last words on your breath
I’m the rest you’ll never get, I’m the feeling of regret

black but I had a do rag
Never lived my life by shit I never had
Never repped a gang, but I'm down with the set
Never talk mess about the shit I don't get

chick by mistake 

Jumping off a bridge but I just keep holding my breath 
Faking my own death I can finally get some rest 
Isn't that the best I'm

like it got bit by a grizzly
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
Ain't afraid to hold heat

to death by wrecking everything the game brings me
Left and Right punches thrown till the bell rings. Heavyweight till the lady sings
You'll be the phantom

Y'all know by the flow who's the master

I can feel it in the air, it's coming, I'm here
You're running and scared, to me it's nothing prepare
For your

We hustle In order to get by to the next day
Ducking informants,keeping our names outta they essays
Watching for 12  jumping out for brothers

Hernandez-Leal, Arbelo, Gonzalez-Calvo. Fire risk assessment using satellite data. Advances in Space Research. 2006. Volume 37.
65.	Illera, Fernandez, Delgado.

damn fly
Never high, find I every night in the stu writing big hitters
Cooking up heat like a deep dish
Fuck a sneak diss, take a weak diss
Rather sip

for trying to heat the pot and using Arm & Hammer
The whole gang bang and slang like bad grammar
Smokey coming down your house like Bad Santa
Drilling

Give It Up

Jay Dee

Mastercuts: Urban

2003

up]
Give it up we want to live it up [give it up]
Give it up for the most slept on since pepto bis when
time warner let go prince
Ridin by betta get yo

the corner but still yeah i walk by myself in the alley way
Them niggas can not stand beside of me
If you don't like me come & find me (Yeah)
Sometimes I feel

Price of arrogance is death
Oh he loves it when the lights off
Darkness blinds easy does it gotta bite soft
Thousand eyes pen of lies ain't no write offs

No other way for me, No one that could save me, You are the only one, Your the only one. I see, I Cant do it by myself, Lord I need your help. You

Special Delivery [Remix]

Craig Mack

Yeah Yeah U Know It/Fatty Girl/Special Delivery [US CD5]

2003

the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with

stand the heat 
Stay out the kitchen 
Unless you're a peon, made of freon 
I can't call it but I'm predisposed 
By my sun sign cries 
I guess the fire

bodies unidentified
Like aliens tailed by the feds try and
Run and hide my alias
I paid dues and debts but
Ya'll don't have none do it for ends
Do it

through you n***as with high beams

They don't wanna work like this shit is life or death
If my mama die today, this all I got left
I don't placate, they

I've been stamped by the realest so I don't need opinions 
That's for soft ass niggas who be in they feelings
You bout a bitch my nigga and while I'm

Gotta ride wit a tool cuz you could die any die
Look around whatchu see
I been surrounded by heat
Fukcin wit county police
Might end up found in

stick ya
In his side like a leak, then your ass is leakin'
Homie, how I found out? Boy, you know I ain't speakin'
Just consider yourself gone by

Enemy of the State

The Psycho Realm

A War Story

control reign supreme
Aim high for your street regime
Look for unseen enemies hiding 
In the smoke screen
The town I live in got daily death 
So we're

they just a few worms (damn)
It's mister flame lady (woo)
I got the flow navy
Get me a m on my head daisy
Work until I see my death bed it's crazy