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'm straight up not having a good time
So you know that I be bringing the heat
You can fight back all you want bitch you ain't changing defeat
If you try

Y'all bite
Came through
Y'all side
Y'all crew
Y'all tired
Run through your block yeah
I'm at the top yeah
Done with the talk, yeah
Done we're the top,

that's generous but I can't
Accept this

Bro, don't start giving me all that bullshit
You got me last time, this not my last dime
Big Mac and large fry, I

Chevrolets all in the streets going zoom zoom zoom
Bouta pull up real soon
Text my gurl hope you ready
Im round tha corner bout to scoop no spoon
I can smell

Covered by the blood I'm not anemic
Stay on 10 like all of my toes
Holy Ghost fire got ya boy on go
King A in da building you know that I'm chosen
Feeling

travelin first class
All these hoes wanna give me their ass
Drop that ass, drop that ass, drop that ass
Make it clap, make it clap, make it clap
I'm bout

we nuck, if we buck, and we never gave a fuck
Where you don't want no drama, dirty down by the river
Wet willies in my liver, wit that dank off in my

we bleed different

Straight drop doubt it now if you want
‘Til I bring it back around, all up front
Call it straight drop
Circling around ‘til we done

Yeah

Twenty-two nights (Twenty)
All of my niggas outside, yeah
She knows that she what I like (Like)
But it's FRVR till I die, yeah
She wanna get

Driftwood

Hazel O'Connor

D Days

2003

and I want
To get back there,
But most of my memories got washed away with the tide
A friend waits for me at the edge of the sea
My soul is your lover I

Swerve, Swerve, Swerve, kill it
Me and the guys on big shit, we tryna cook em all
When she force you to the top, I swore I watch em grow
And when he

in
Ask these streets we been grinding for a minute
So y'all will never do it like we (Like we)
By no means am I just gon’ stand here while he gassing

Written by Christo Andriopoulos

Came up writing rhymes
Spittin' bars
On the black top
Hungry for a better life
But I ain't a have not
I just wanted

paint houses that I can't afford to live in
Scraping by with what we've got just to pay the rent

We used to smoke on the fire escape now we just smoke

We be facing the end of days
Rays of hope are seldom but I praise
All you brave motherfuckers like Tucker
Angry at the collapse and unable to face it

Woman....(I can't deny, I really can't babe)

I wan't to see you feel you, hear you
I need the real you
Cuz girl, the world needs love
That's why they gotta

I'm there, or if I'm not, my entourage will take your brain

S eight ain't never play with Fidgets, but we spinnin' by his name
I did it boom, but he

seconds on minutes and hours
Too many pussy dummies addicted to power
Take a shit and say it smell like flowers

No longer at all someone I would call

paint my picture
This The Renaissance Project going strong my picture

We are all artist influenced by those that came before us
Bob Ross painted many

an we smokin
Everytime that I Walk in the function the cash in my pocket he seein it pokin
An he jealous he want all his motion
Fuck it, a bean in

Now he's the reason I can focus
He told me he would never give up
That loyalty is must and honesty is trust
Now that's a man that knows what he wants
He

hate but they hella fake
Carrot cake sugar powdered face
Last place never win the race
Wasting time turkey dinner fuckin late
I'm, looking at, all these

Measure up all my stacks with the ruler magazine
Livin' dreams, only gettin' what I want, what I need
Turn a seventeen beam to a fuckin' limousine
Don't be

want one, but got so many hoes
Look, he don't really know it if you free the pigeons
He be livin' way above them weak conditions
He been reachin', I