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The Questions

Audio Two

What More Can I Say?

1988

milk?)
6, 5, 4
(yo chill what's up what's up?)
3, 2, 1
Now what am I mad about? 
(i don't know man)

In my particular style, I rhyme a while
Then I

I Don't Give a Fuck

Nature

For All Seasons

2000

boo
now you forgettin' exactly how many niggas you did it too
cut you off, shit's critical, gimme my space
I admit, I was the one that made the silly

wishin' for you
Wishin' for money
Now I'm wishin' for my baby
Wish I could have your love back so I can do better
Man I hate myself so much
I should text

Now that nigga dead
Huh, slid like a sled
Huh, blick by the legs
Big body Benz
Hit a bitch by her friends
Huh, Chrome Heart skully on
Huh, but my

to much
Pack came in clutch
3.5 from Backstrap came in lush
Spark it up and relax fam, I misjudge
Strength of the bud put me on my back like a chiropractor

Gotta pay me to argue bitch gimme your fee
I hope no nigga aint playing with me put a opp on a shirt for playing with tweet
Push up on a bitch by myself

hold your self down you don't let no shit slide
Skin so smooth, and sun-kissed
Got your back, you're my rib
Dreaming `bout your hair flowing by the shore

is out of fashion
Hates when she's around me but she'll miss me with a passion
Talking about my accent
And how I kept her back bent
She's dredging up

and lonely, here all by myself
And with a messed up mind, I count the time
Aight, Cmon
Aight, Cmon
Nigga mad at me cause he throwed bout a hoe
Nigga when you

screws loose 

U need some good moods tuned I got em tunes too turn it YouTube!

Ahhhhhh!

Kick it back with the sickest of rhymes 

I’m sick in my mind

and I might rave up,
Man I might take my shit
Like a razor,
Blade out my mouth,
cnd spit it up blaze up, Woo!

Everyday,
Every night,
Keeping the hay,

left to right fade away
Man its money just like my jumper
Bought my baby mama that new saint laurent romper
All my stocking stuffers filled wit maison

em weepin wit the rest
Baby by my side, I’m just playing, she in my head
Coppers on the block, they tryna fill the boy wit lead
Offers on the block, we

of you
Yeah, see what this bread can do
Take ya boo, that's my bae when she mad at you
Make that girl gimme brain like we back at school
I can't fuck with

on the council years now
And he won't go away
He'll just say back in my day
And our world ain't better now
At least the parts that we've found
And our time is

Hella hittas in my clique, tell yo new man
Lucy got me feeling like a cartoon
Attitude is rank but the heart true
He pissin in his shoes when I march

to the pent house (yeah)
She thought she was going to space

Got two phones on my like keem
But I ain’t basic
You can’t stab my back cause you aint  Cain 
Cause

And when I’m by myself i overthink it get ridiculous.
Thats why i roll them thickies im too high my gas be sticky.
How come you say you love me but you mean

baby
Cuz we live
I'm the guy teach you how to split a pie with a rhyme
I get my family to mobilize off a rhyme
I can nize any political ties
Gimme time

raising
Dirty son of a gun
Proud of what I stand for and
Where my ass come from
I will never back down, I won't take no shit
Ain't scared to swing first

David is heading back
He's got a three days journey
And the Bible says, that they matched three days
They are looking for watcher
They are looking

beep, hydraulics 
Make it jump jump 
Soon as they let me in the building 
Man they fucked up
They got my volume on 10 
I’m hella turnt up 
Bitches begging

for you?
Aii o
Tesh gimme cloth make I denge pose
Before we go march I go sip agbo
Fi-Fizo dey my back, e dey mole igbo
Shayo dey the room,

we can take a ride(take a ride)
you get it crunk from wall to wall(wall to wall)
if your man is actin up shorty gimme a call 

Come with me(you can