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a tale you gotta fail to prevail
Can't hit the sack like a running back I'm runnin up my bag
No tic for tac had to change my ways to be the bigger man

the lyrics hot fun
if you know what im talkin bout
then throw your hands in the air
I freestyle in the square
then i'll cathch a number five
so i can rock

brain bust shit
They be in the van licking on some bang bus shit
I aim, busy, dip
We ain’t wanting round for 12 nigga
Rather be carried by six then

You On You

Yella Beezy

Ain’t No Goin’ Bacc

2018

you (don't wanna ride on)
I can't shuck and jive with you

Say I'm hittin' on two by two (two)
They watch tryna do what I do (do)
Know I'm poppin',

their heads like air
I'll find your place and no debating
I will totally put you there
I have been strengthened I do what takes
Fueled by the rage that

, knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

Perfect Execution

Krayzie Bone

Smoke on This

suicidal
Kray psycho like Michael
Ehh hee
Comin' back like I just sold a sack on the 99
Drive by n I kill em with words, bloody, a mess all over the curb

little broken flat
With my mom and dad and my gran
And my two brahs and my cousins and my aunty
One room
Hot as a oven and I can't breathe
In fact I can't

why I’m here
That’s why I’m here
I’m still here

I’ve seen some things, been through a lot
And it ain’t been easy but I can’t stop
I’ve been down before

and I kill it mainly
And its all sauce bought this and bought that
Got my own shit now cant nobody stop that
Took a couple “L”s but I regrouped

on the weekend
Didn't you
And when the enemy aim
You never refrain
From letting those bullets miss you, bang
That's the constant battle
I'm making my idols
Calling

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

Blvksh33p in it
It Xeyething
M one music
Lets go
Alright den
Yeah

Nah no time to laugh an skin
Money fi ah fly like ah damn wicket
Everybody happy

The trenches
You know how I'm livin
I run Kingdom Buisness
Audi v ret
Like a list for to bid it
I teach by the minute
Can't stop on my mission

I was none but

it gutta game spittin 4 da gutta man
Niggaz thought we changed but we came up n stayed da same
Since dey see me in da game dey think I’m slippin bang

boy stop it
You not even grown
They say that I ain't been acting the same
Look it I got it that gas and that flame
It's all that rappin that scattered

Fucksoundcheck

Copywrite

BD Jazz: Black No Sugar

2009

words, murdering germs
By avoiding the most obvious method, my hobby is catching
And you can't dodge the Intrepid
Tis the season I'll ceast you breathing

job regardless eat a 
Cock you know what if it wasn't for quotas y'all would be layed
Off can't wait for automation to take over so I get
Cuffed by

the far distance through the nether rain
As i bang all my bangers out the window counting trays, i must become unfazed leave the bleeding drive away
Skull

Stay ten toes
You know that I'm destined for greatness
And no, I can't rock with no lame shit
If you live, then you die bout that fake shit
But you know

the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock 'n roll
I never

construction
cnd you ain't gotta bang to get served, that's where I come from

They said I'm getting close cuz people know me now
I'm spending cash over drafting

like a mummy 
Free my goonies 
We was all gettin money 
We The Mafia Bitch 
And soon to come 
I’ll be the god 
Of this shit 
No I can’t stop 
With this

H-Town Kinda Day

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

sometimes I roll undercover
I'm from the City of Syrup, where young G's slang birds
Looking good by the herds, full of that endo herb
Nothing less, Down