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see, is a G, standin' front of me
You man up, come and fuck with me
Bish yeen got no balls fo this shyt so
Yalla habibi go watch me on TV popo LAPD
They

those
I write this sonnet hoping dreamers, stay passed out cold
Never wake realities, abandoned passion grows
Swear if you quit, won't feel relief, only

Hiatus

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

Ipack up all of my belongings and just troop it
You know it's beef when a smart nigga get stupid
Then it's justified, rational nullified
Steven shot

the fastest, engine
Dope all up under my tongue
Nigga what would you do
Just to go from them rags to riches
I use to trap off the bus 
And go straight to the Stu

or White, Yellow or Brown,
Red or Blue, City or Town,
Wherever you're from, Your life is profound,
Thanks to the country that they wanna tear down.
America

Real Or Fake

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

up
So you keep your hate up, (straight up)
We gon' show you how it's done man
King of the Ghetto and Corleone
Screwed up click for life nigga, real

get booted
Your whole team like 69 hella fruity
I like that booty thick thighs juicy
Call up two of your friends lets get to it 
Cant get distracted by

this it ain't for no reason
Remember that God has a plan for your freedom
He tryna make you a part of his big kingdom
Now open up your heart then let him

Chris Foerster
Mend to a microphone with words of a killer
Send you a microscope so you can try and search for a filler
Throw my hat up in the ring
We're

And poise with his boys that remain happy catch me at the tip top
I spit slick heat rocks mics I pick up I don’t slip up
Never will you ever be on levels

body marble, sculpted by Donatello
You better bulk up, your body Jell-O
I'm shaped like a clip-art cloud
And when I lift, I growl and bellow

You

step

Brown Bruce Wayne

They want me to cool off but I'm too flame

Got my dues paid

Sipping Lechemin

Death wished upon me by many men

I do it for

THE MEMORY
THE ONES THAT WERENT FUCKING CHOSEN
Memories of growin, livin’, fallin’, fuckin up, callin to drugs when you’re stuck
My memories are fucked up

You i'm thirsty for You
I depend on only You
Yes to tell me just what to do

And I lift up my eyes I lift up my eyes
To focus on You Lord to focus

Sup I’m Pav it’s nice to meet you
I just tryn’a have a life that’s peaceful
Half of these righteous man evil 
Veiled up pious plans I see through

ain't enough to just write a song
Feel like Pegasus finna lift me up I am strong
No I don't rep the violence but know this ain't what you want yea yea

a sober but everytime Im failing on it
I need a little button to switch it off by flicking on it
If u got trust in me then why ain't ya just call me over
I

welll the problem is i have applied oil all over my body
how will you do it? It's not a problem
Lift me by your trunk and put me on yourback
Please..

your part as the victim?
Nowadays I always listen, keep my head up, watch my light glisten
My heart’s too big for the shit you’re whispering, they’re

Don't make it yours unless you got some zigzags
and a bag filled to the top tip
Like with the chronic crops, to roll a spliff
So if you're here to lift

Talk man down you'll witness Jehovah
Wake up pumpum like I'm ammonia
Wrist stay frozen like it's pneumonia
One leg up on the brand new sofa
She like my

I ain't tryin' to say no names
But I ain't tryin' to play no games
Holla if you feel me people
Lately it's so hard to find peace of mind
So lift me up

Oh my God
Oh my God
Yeah, uh
Fredo, let me get a light
Uh, uh, yeah (woo)

Been a shooter, you can look it up (look it up, nigga)
He spit in

back in the day
But some man didn't put their mashes away
So you can still get opened up
Yeah the ends is cutthroat and stuff
But I still feel loads