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After years and tears
And confronting his fears
He's dead on his record
For the world to hear
And they'll all think
That it was suicide
But Christie

for a call
""he's in intensive care, condition critical""
 
Beaten to a pulp
By 2 or 3 or 4
The next time I saw my father's face
I didn't recognize him

or something
Catch a vibe pass out like it it ain't nothing
I push record and I keep the shit bumpin'
It ain't nothing to keep it bingin'
Don't come to me with

Live It Up

2Pac

The Outlaws of Comedy

2005

to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Little busta, I hit em up

Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz,

Still the Same Nigga

MC Ren

Da Villain in Black

1996

by, 'cause nigga chokin' like I mad fly
I'm still takin' niggaz out
With the shit that's droppin' out my mouth
'Cause, I'm still the same nigga

Black Fonzerelliz

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

what you wanna
Nowhere near ugly but some call me Rockness Monstah
I'm the heathen you was warned about by your momma
That'll never love you as much as I

as honey, let me try
I don't say, and what I really wanna say I guess I'll miss you by the grave
But baby, please release the strain I've been feeling really

(Verse 1)

Look...

I lost one hundred and thirty songs, that almost killed Lee
Years down the line, styles got revised, this grind is filthy
Four

dreams
I just want you by my side
I feel like a fien, they wanna see my demise
But i got a beam,
Wanna test me you could try
But im with the team
Niggas

I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on, wait till I get old so
Every night I'm

dreams
I just want you by my side
I feel like a fien, they wanna see my demise
But i got a beam,
Wanna test me you could try
But im with the team
Niggas

Hoe Blow

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

house
and slaughtered the mound of your daughter or spouse
Have them snorting an ounce
'til they are walking on all fours like a hounds
Walk in the fuckin

want more
Walked out the door and got shot up by the police, it was 4
Bullets bounced off me, I caught the last one with my teeth
Then there was this

ain't just the deal
Why I'm in it for
My nigga pissed 'cause I ain't been to see him
I was in the lab
Working on my tape with Rich and Ian
By

your hub caps
Go to war it's a blood bath
Competition they don't want that
Thought that I wouldn't re up
I look at the sky like we up
Look at the records

You alcoholic

Ayo, Covasiac, Drink Champagne
Pop Italian Shit
Leather Kicks, Manage-cinco 
With four Latin Chicks
Lampoon, Jewel, Crater Moon, Floss,

it's four a.m. and i cannot sleep
stuck in my bed next to a naked woman
my body's tired like a gun riff
but my brain has woken up and wants to party

can't
Tell mе I ain't hood enough
I was in them trenchеs sippin'
Wockhardt by the 4
Melodized my pain now they label me the goat
Yeah got it out the mud,

three for three, four by thе time you hearing this, uh
And I'm blessed to hit record and pour my heart in these songs
Till the right one hear it then

Alright, Imma just admit it
I’m the DJ that’s all in the videos
All on the records if you don’t like it
Take your ass to death row

Turned out

plannin' to bust in a
Condominium to hang corporate
Nigga to the ceiling by suit and tie
I do not comply and do not conform
Proceed if you want to but
You

Gordon Parks up on the wall
So we juggin and juggin of course
Record swifter never been in the law
All the digit's gon' click with amor
Know the difference

Then the boy filled with formaldehyde
He was born at 7-Eleven, they (wait, slow down)
Okay, Exodus 4 through 7
Nigga ran to Jesus while he tote pon

Blacc Sam got to speak in front the whole wide world
Put businesses in your hood
Sold records
Signed athletes
Four hour ride through each hood with no