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wouldn't even have caused him that
I hum to Allah, I'm wanted by far, and he disinfected that
So long I been known, don't think its the law in the loves

to the prison that we’re locked in for dreaming, even
our pursuit of this happiness, inbred
say fuck feelings, when I can take a tacky test instead in style

Let's Ride

MJG

Lost [Chopped & Screwed]

1998

You know sometimes you have to use a little composure 
Be playa about the situation but this is not the time nigga 
This is not the time nigga its

heard
As I'm swerving around the curb about to feed all ya birds
I mean a couple pigeons so quit your fucking bitching
If you can't take my heat hoe get

your life
Motherfucker it can never be the one
Little lads getting motivation
Elevation to the motherfucking renovation that is escalating
Maybe

Muffled bombs on the horizon
As smoke fills up the skies
And all the bodies pile up
As all the pilots fly by 'em
Limbs left in the wreckage
Little

Steve Wynn

Action Bronson

Rare Chandeliers

2012

the 75 from Ocky but he fronted
Take the money, cop 5 dimes, 2 chicken sandwiches, 9 limes
For the Canada Dry, pose for the cameras by the banister, "Hi"

this shit by any means, I take deuces!
The grind is callin' like Hello, I used to get it in Seattle
I can't trust these hoes, hell no!  My landlord wanna

life in your hands tucked in the cleft
Darts of the evil one can't pierce the vest
When God is on your side no fear can nest
My joy on ride

Barbie dreams
For silicone breast pay the price
We take it day to day right?
Analyze why and how it flies by
No blinking, all alone thinking
It's crazy,

Speak a little louder I cant here you talk
Or come a little close I wan' feel you

Girl you on my mind
Been on my mental
I can tell she bout it by the way

little Gucci lense post it to the gram know your family rootin' for you to be the person they remember
But you adore who live at the Troubadour on top

over the ground its not a beach stop
Slave a whole lot progress very little
But save every nickel
Repel every fickle
Ride no wave or ripples
Click clack

or wok  bitch, I'm havin
Yeah, hit the, we gettin' by, don't mind traffic
that chop left that nigga in the spittle, it's so tragic
Hold on, we did that

Rider

Tela

Suave House Compilations

1997

unconditional
With a high tech vest, maintain these little unknown body bags
Blast through sheet metal, and disappear
Come back, as a street weapon wearing

alcoholics
What you think about it fool "Nigga I can't call it"
Little kids run around wit' a nose full of buggers
Well my nigga's on the block sell that

What I write in a verse is like magic tricks
Copperfield grab your chick, cop a feel
Cock the Glock for real
Give you some cop appeal
Dynamite vest

Tap the Bottle

Young Black Teenagers

Dead Enz Kidz Doin' Lifetime Bidz

1993

To a pass, if ya crash make a dash to the trash
Tap a cap, have a lot and not a lot not a little 
Don't grade upon the label take a guzzle, don't dribble
I got

Damn man
You know I am the best man
Brushing my teeth and your cheeks using crest man
Go to Micky D’s while I’m wearing a vest man
Rock Paper

more may I say more blown to smithe
And a sawed off take your skull off in a jiffy
Fuck the whole vest get in more mess you in jiffy
Not when you rap but

coming through your speakers
Cause I brought this heater, just to delete you bitch
Arbitrary ordinance - Everyday there's more of it
Policy enforced by

(DieYoung's gonna break your heart)
(Time stops
Every time I look at you it's my fault
I'm overthinking trippin' over my flaws
The more I see you

beautiful girl
The mornings not over
Horizons forever
Don't you go

What a fuckin' sad way to move out of your home
Ain't no family close by ain't no one

shot down but a common enemy turned that to a buck
Are you blinded by stardom?
I'm getting crossfaded
Your eyes seem to perfectly fall in hysteria