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in as such
And can't you see
By the very words you want to hear
Words in which in no good Christian will appear
I'm tearing down the stupidity

swerving chevy
Riding out my damn lane
Damn shame, how they treat the boy
I just sing my story
I go up
I go so far up then fall 200 stories
I go down
I get

to say that I remain depressed

Wished for no flaws  don't listen if you don't want
Permission to prolong, so on and so on
So far, im so blind, so hard

turned to get to Broadway
Shit

I see the sun in the back of my mind
And everyone has got to pass on by
But I'm good, just gotta take my time
If it's

This that moment when I try not to
Say that I told you so

Uh, it's now or never
Found what I'm meant for
By putting two together
And I can tell they're

I am Santa's little helper, I'm right there by his side
All year long but you never see me though, I make toys from 9-5
So we can give them

far
As far as I'm concerned this life ain't shit but spliffs and heinekens
So mothafuck ya bygones

(Our way of life is trifling, we got young nigga

discriminate no hate I’m sorry
Hatred towards the world is self hate in disguise so man I’m sorry
During the good times and the bad times and the sad times you

goddamn bizarre?
It's always been like this from the very start
All of the bullshit I've been through is so bizarre
I've been going far these drugs got me

now Like woah
Found who I was with my back on the ropes
So far ahead nah you ain't even close
Flexing pretending you doing the most
Only mention my name

Windows tinted dark, in the city tryna park
I'm tryna find the word on the street
You can start by telling me, what you been up to
Is it too far

(Aye woodz' light that shit up)
I done put my dreams on a star and I hope they go far now
I done seen a lot of niggas, switch up for a lot of things

I Sings

Mary Mary

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

the bomb
Far beyond I'm headed
Big butter j-a-y uh
Oh my lord
Ain't nobody touching
So I still ain't tried

Back when I was a little child it wasn't

Square Three

Buck 65

Square

2003

Buck 65-Square 3


[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist

was playing with my soul
But it's all good it's over
So fuck being sober
It's like I don't even know her
Ah ah ahh and I told her
Money dreams go

ever told nigga
They know you'll reach them
That's why they shooting down your goals nigga
You so far ahead of your time they just slow niggas
Just keep

The path that we’ve been traveling so far has prepared us for the future that is well within our sights
Take my time before I face the road that lies ahead

melancholic
We take the bad and make good of it
How we get so melancholic
We take the bad and make good of it

We're living by the day
And waiting for a change

Mistaken Identity

Wu-Tang Clan

A Better Tomorrow

2014

could never look nothin' like, whether near or far sight
What resemblance does he strike? So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, your DNA match tight
Even

The Reality

Memphis May Fire

The Hollow

2011

little to less,
To nothing at all, nothing at all?

It seems like every soul
Has been sold for a dollar or less.
So I guess we'll never know
How good

Raised in the hood
Raised to get paid
Wasn't nothing easy do you greasy we was up to no good
We was raised by the wolves
Little nigga but he cast a shadow

Never You Done That

General Public

Ceremony

2011

Well who would've guessed?
Well I guess I should
The second night was just as good
By the end of the week we were living as one
Gone two years now

We smoke good. Namek. M Dot Taylor. We smoke bud. Frankie V what up though? We smoke good bud. Good bud

We smoke good/
Grams on grams every night/

but it aint fuckin heameroids
Outside my house its an unmarked car
I aint going down so piss you wanker
oh no, hang on, its Two-way Bob
With his new