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Too fly, I can get a mansion up in Dubai
Drive by, only one I land up in the Chi
Feds on me, and these niggas prayin' I get ten lives
Opps cats,

over again
I've gone all the way but the track never stops at today
It circles around, again and again, and again
The horizon's surrounded by

and a VISA debt 
4-track and a Memorex
Failed every music class I took
Couldn't play by the music books

Bought a mic with my wedding cash
Learned to mix,

Benz pull up with the four door
Y’all already know I belong to the road
I do all my songs just to unload
All my bros live by a code
Every show go beast

Back on the Block

Quincy Jones

Back on the Block

1989

I got my life back
So I school the fools about the fast track
I get static from the style of my technique
Profanity, the blatant way in which I

Highway Robbery

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword

2002

throw those grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left

Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though
You freak niggas played out, get fucked

studded with silver, his stallion lit by the sun
An angel of the range, a son of sturdy folk
Gazing at the last lone star as the morning broke

With no

You run your track
Then live to live again (Huh)
Then live to live again (What you do)
Live and live again
It's a cycle, cycle, cycle

can go wrong
Between now and then
I read this really great book
By a heavy dude
Who believes we'll all live again
That's what he says

Bacon and eggs

run
You make a track (eww)
Then it's all done
Sebby make a track
Then he make millions
Aye, it's lit like a light
And I keep my circle tight
Got my two

Marj said be home by 9
No way can I let that slide
We stay lit on these sides
I don't know what you think this is (Lol)
PG no guidance needed (None)

A subterranean look into your ancestry
That hallway extending deeper than you can see
Lit with the spirit world torch light
Sit in our unlimited whole foresight

the clique
Get out some more, expand the four, get a girl whos legit
Stay by myself, expand the wealth, that's not how I wanna live

A thousand subs,

a poison cancer Up steps I found in the woods, above trees into moon lit skies,  A flare melts off my balls, as ordered by my secrete fairy dancers Blood

Mob Niggas Don't Die

Twista

Twista Presents New Testament 2K: Street Scriptures

2001

keeping dope fiends forever high
Forever fire get lit wit' the trigger eye
Twenty split, gun the bitch, leave her dead I

Man I put your block on four
Hit K

Drive Slow

Paul Wall

Drank Epidemic

2005

his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by

cracks the puzzle's code
And infact since slick chaps
Have bummed me clothes
We're trailblazin' a lit path by jungle's glow
So with a spliff...
I sit back

Okay
If it come down to it
I know my dog won't switch
Definitely not over money
Definitely not 'bout a bitch
In the studio 4am way too lit
Way too

way
to pay the rent, niggas broke, they mad, they pissed, I'm lit, I'm lit, put this bitch on

the track, good fit, come back when you have blue strips,

Live Free or Die
Words and Music by: Paul Worrall
pcworrall@gmail.com	
(603) 672 - 8196


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I have a gun rack hanging 				
In

Chestnut Street Revisited

John Mellencamp

Early Years

1990

town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day"

But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back

(uh-huh)
My shirt all the way down to my feet, yeah (whatever I say)
Spotted all over, she live by the law, as long as, shit, you meant it (uh-huh)
I'm

the remains of our names in the shape
Of a dirt drawn heart
The remains of our names in those lines
The way you lit me up in the night
Fireworks
4th of July