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with a tridents tip
Ay yo I gotta keep the fires lit
Entire room cloaked in mist
When I light the spliff
No lie I'm dropping drone strikes
When I hold

im anything to go by
You asking
No why
Just passing wind as I go by
Deny my attempt at masking the farting
You got big nose roxanne steve martin
Sunny

set up nigga
I ain't really had a pick too choose
They watch my moves but couldn't replicate couldn't even fit the shoes
I'm hanging by my lifeline like

when she bowed out
When you speakin' to me stick ya mouth out
It's a dirty game but we run a relay

I came to get lit in this mf
I come to just jig in

All right, let's take bets on one take
I lost that bet
I'm significantly more high now
This take is brought to you by Ztan Lee

Shout out

he gotta be Ben stiller
Meet the parents, meet the deadbeat, with the large bag
From the dick pics, and the shit songs that get made hits
By the white

with a beam. In the back yard, where I play on my guitar. You gotta admit that this beat is going hard. Cause I don't miss, and I'm the greatest by far.

religion
He was a Jew Boy u Dumb
My sin it cost a brick
But Jesus paid the sum
Now my life lit
I ain't have to speak in tongues
So Many got Him twisted
They

is my favorite fragrance 
I started like that it's some shit I ain't changing 
I'm blinded by numbers like I'm in the matrix 
She blinded by jewelry

Blue and red lights lit up the woods like a road flare on the streets
Helicopters circled high in the sky trying to find her through the trees
Mary

by
Cause in this life you gotta risk it that's including ya pride
You either dying to live or you living to die
Can't find another that you know that's

his face
And you can try to get off on me, but I promise you gon' die

And if you disrespect my niggas, know I'm slidin' by the God
We smokin' off,

Chea , Chea, what
Need I say more
Yall niggas know who the fuck it is
Act like you don't know my ad-libs by now

If you know, you know
Chea,

Hitmen

Sporty Thievz

Street Cinema [Bonus Track Clean]

1998

the kill 

(Verse 2) 
Peep the sag, I was fronted two G's by the mob 
Two Z's and the Saab for this hitman job 
Burnt my hand for initiation, cats told me

tell
Her no questions that's that
This is how we do it (Lets do it)

Lit fired up don't know how to act (Lets go)
The bougie bitch want me to
Hit it from

Welcome to the chop street
Dead bodies hanging by they feet
You see this demon when I walk
You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast
When I

between us, ego, cash, or somethin' else
Don't know what it is, I wonder when recordin' by myself, damn

Where did all the homies go? (Uh-huh)
Where did

giggity
When I'm in the city
They like, Doc you litty
Not as lit as I'm finna be
I just wake up and do shit differently
I can never say they doubted my

swerving by my lonely, got the bag, I had to run it up (skkrrrt)
I always been the type to shred yo shit, I never gave a fuck
If I ever shed a tear, I’ll

als iemand voor mij rijdt
Want zelfs in Suriname maak ik vingers van die brick
Nu zien ze ik ben Lit dus niet focken met ze met Glitch
Denk beter aan

by a thread
So unravel me in misery
With nothing to lose
Nothing to say
I'll find a way
I'll find a way

To be to love to fight
Anything to feel that

chick
Look at them change they faces when they see how we live
You and a blunt by my side, I’m getting lit
You on the left side while I’m pressing

of the walls of your glass house of a home
They can't handle my storm, shattered by the stones that you've thrown
I can't believe you wanna battle, are you deaf

it even hurt a little
But girl it worked and you deserve praise

Didn't know that we would link back up a little later in life
By then, I was