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sheep by the hour sheaves kneel
While I sleep my fate sealed watch me
I minute more than most can't stop me
Every second gets better
Think I'm finished

thinking bout it fore it's your time? 
Not when you drop 4 bars and the cypher lose they mind 
Stop there out of respect 
You wouldn't want to embarrass

now
I can't feel my face
I've been stuck inside this system
Live within this sick addiction
I'm offended by the laws they put in place
Its got me

Long live $cams (let's go, go, go)
ShittyBoyz
(Meech) ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Tell me why they cap like they get paid for (why they

Monumental Continental

4th Avenue Jones

Stereo: The Evolution of Hiprocksoul

and bussin' all these tracks
We gon' get some gold get us some platinum plaques
(I heard that)
Money talk I stay fluent with
Busters can't ruin it 'cause we

Rockin' forty belows (ah), these niggas is hoes (ah)
Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose (brr)
Click-clack with the fours, mismatch with the poles

night
Booty bang bang booty booty bang bang
Live fast like we riding in a mustang
But we don't wanna die young yeah roddy ricch gang
Pull up with the gang

by accident
Thinking that you're down when you've never fucking hanged with em
Plus, I never asked Kogz to drop that 
You brought it on yourself biting

hood, they kill for the goods
Sit back and laugh too
I'm disturbed by the past
Lot of shit had to learn fast
I've emerged from this shit, why? Cause I had

was born
Po Po banging doors oh lord
Swear this life I live a challenge nothing lavish
From a younger I been damaged troubled kid
Heartbroken I wont

Never loved me should of known
Uhh i put my all into this rap shit
Mad lit you can tell by the fucking adlib
I smoked 2 blunts with 2 foreign bitches with

a charlatan
They dread me
Like Bob Marley barber did
I like to get brain
Like a Harvard kid (ay)
How many fucks you think I give?
Multiply dat shit by zero
I’m

What Part of the Game

McGruff

Destined to Be

1998

what it look like?
What part of the game is that?
You fuck around wit' my track, blaow, part of the flaming stat.

I live the God knowledge, my book

Play On

Kottonmouth Kings

Royal Highness

1998

the smell
An everyday thing that I live to tell
Pulled out my Black Flys, covered up my red eyes
If that copper pulls me over well its lies, lies, lies
Dirty

toolkit
Judgment day really coming, we facing the sentence
But I rock with The Lord, eternal life I live in
But my name in the book, and it's already

your life mutha fucker better 
Run from the cliche
Yea you know that we lit
Pull up on your block
Riding Box Chevy
Bout to go pop the trunk on you bitch

Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)

[Let me put this bible down for a minute…]
This that rippity rapper, click-clacka
Get back or nigga get clapped

Take 'em all to hell
Let your demons ream 'em
I'm watching from upstairs 
The eyes just gleaming 
Sippin champagne 
Before the next campaign 
Victory by

a chicken
Grab a lion by the pinky toe, nigga

Yippee-ki-yay, hidey-ho, nigga
Kill yourself, find a hoe, nigga
Dig it till you in the hole with it
Kiss

he reaches the sky
lets take a look at how far he can climb
A captive who lives trapped in his own mind
Who combats with his own lacking of time
Made

it on them lit-lips
Tell me what's our next steps, put me on your Fitbit
Just texted, red dress you the best girl
Since he think he G, tell em you his

Research Report N 3080. Theme 4. INRIA. France, 1997.
48.	Kristjansson. Initialization of cloud water in a numerical weather prediction model.  Meteorology

pockets nigga
Always had bad bitches in apartments nigga
Niggas follow to learn that's how you father niggas

Important links with niggas who live in

ends lit, explore the reasons/
I can stand on quicksand accustomed to a sinking feelin'/
I was dumb believin' scales were done leanin' or just young