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dawg kut got wet up at the age of 14
Cause everynight i go to sleep
Cause i be fighting demons
R.I.P la shaun shaun
Cause i be having dream
R.I.P la rick

crews are jealous 'cause we get props
The cops, wanna stop our fun, but the top
Is where we're dwellin', swell and fat, no sleep
I work fit and jerks

are facts
Twenty something albums in three years, who did it?
Bodied everybody on the bill, who winning?
You need the hype to prevail and I get it
I

I been tryna get rich cause the boy been broke
They laugh at the bits that I spit haha got jokes
Sleep on the kid so the boy stay woke
Peepin'

F**k Me on the Dough

Ces Cru

Constant Energy Struggles

2013

manager, the venue is filled with capacity
Check the door box, count my percentage and get that to me.

Fuck me on the dough and we are all black with

A puppet show, the strings in sight
A charade played out every night
Their promises like castles in the sand
Washed away by the tide, at the ruling

They'll prolly say im too greedyyyyyyyy 
Cuz i want more of it

Stop determining my greed by what you are content with
My content width make u 4 by 4

They know it's caffeine, they try but can't sleep
They're hatin' but they rockin' to it while they count sheep

Cause this here's alarm clock music

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

even set my speakers up
Surrounded by boxes that I need to unpack
Which are filled with the books that I've never read
But I'm holding onto the promise

Ladies and Gentlemen
You're welcome to the Bad Boys Album
By the one and only Undisputed Manager
With the vibes machine
Pan pate to the world
Omo la

E.J.R.B.
Yeah you know what that means
Do you know what that means
Do you know what that means
Nigga wasn't joking when he made the first album
Thought I was

and you know it
Group Home was part my company, I co-owned it
If its one thing I learned in show biz
Stay focused and don't quit Rip
Why you talkin' 'bout

these songs
I said dog's a man's best friend

Dog's are man's best friend
The dogs the dogs
My dog's my best friend
The dogs the dogs
Walking my dog by

to work the fields or become the accountant
Of the family biz and I'm thankful, shit
Everyday that I made my way
And won't know what I was born to be, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm an open book to read, I lyrically plant the seed but I still need you to water it and stay up to speed
The answers are right here

j'rappe ou chante le biz' perd les eaux
Je les entend parler de Soprano
Normal mon dernier album les traite d'tous les noms d'oiseaux (Hahaaa !)
[R

by my battalion
F.V.R.A, the presidential stallion
No more anger, RudeMan is hanging it
A true tough guy, don't deal with all that gang sh*t
Slang

I just can't help myself
It's like the need to eat or sleep
Except instead of counting sheep
It keeps me laying half in dream

What's it like

my penmanship
This is the venom invented to finish your feelings of innocence
No one is innocent
All are infected by sin and its synonyms. Yeah
I’m

album
Looking back like what was the outcome

Who would weep
And lose sleep cause I went to sleep
Who would keep
My girl warm when she's fast asleep

Who

ventilate
By the way, every beat up on my dinner plate
I just play the game, they expose their inner fake
I don’t stress on people that be tryna inundate
Say

something
But you’re gonna write and album
(Put it in a memo)
You can rip your heart and leave room for an anthem
(It’s an indie pop smash hit)

I just want

It's that dime, it's that dozen
Are we talkin', Are we fuckin' I don't wanna see it so damn bad
But it seems to me I want that bag, makin' all of these