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Yo ayo, she look me in my
Eyes when she suckin' it
Told her I would never trust another bitch
Gave her all the hunnids in the money clip
By my side,

standards of livin' lowered
Lo and behold, we know what it is, eh, eh

I pray to my God
Can we survive?
What will we do when the tides rise?
How can we

(alright)
I'm just a baby boy and I'm livin' my life
It all started 'cause her mates on me
I was in the nightclub with a babe honey
We left the nightclub

Intro:
Aye turn me up nigga. Look. Yeah.

Verse1:
Boy you don't know what you up against
Imagine if New Jack rose from the grave and touched a pen
I

spazz out and I take it there

40 showin' stick on me
Bagdad on a sick one

My Momma always protected me
I was raised up in the trenches

Grind hard been

predictable
Just like everyone else
You're so predictable
Tell these niggas ima run it up and keep it goin
Ima cold solider
Steppin by my lonely
Ain't nobody

high
Always runnin' around up and down town, but you never stop by the house
Rollin' up dollars, livin' on dimes, bouncin' from couch to couch

bruised and beaten by this life and wondered what it all was for

I've had chips there on my shoulder, carried too much weight there too
I've had restless

Gullah, Geechee, Geechee down by the river
Blowin' herb sippin' liquor, on the curve with my niggas
Shootin' birds to them bitches who been tryna catch us

about?
I just talk brisk while I take a different route
I'd rather take the risk than be laid up on the couch, and spend the rest of my life livin' in

to the side
Girl get in the ride
And we gone Forgiato slide I neva' take it slow
Ima buy yo ass a Birkin when I get up on my feet
Never tell them what we doing,

Never realizing it's wrong
They wanted Jonathan Thompson
Told me I should be real
I pull the mask up my face and
Tell the world how I feel
And this

still fuckin' with that lame nigga
I know by now you probably hate niggas
Brown girls, little shawty from Toronto
Hit me up, I'd love to entertain

she had a bad aim
She got her hair and nails did almost everyday (yeah)
Said she liked the attention that it sent her way
And when she's done up right

realize that you need love, too, and I'll spend my life makin' up to you
Oh, I forgot to be your lover, and I'm sorry, I'm so sorry

First it was Pac

embrace it

She wanna be my main
Ayy, I know you goin' through pain (yeah)
Baby, don't be ashamed
Damn, she wanna wear my chain (yeah)
She wanna get hit

Who came in the game
and ran the underground just by sayin' his name
Mike Jones-Jones, the dude that's so smooth
In 7 months he blew, split haters in

to the wheels, Imma let it squeal
Upshift to sixth, then zoom to the obis
Bitch, I'm more toxic than tuberculosis
I'm a split us up like mitosis
Never getting in,

it, swagger equals arrogance
My presence explodes into tiny, diamond-like particles
Sista’s shining like the pride of Spartacus
Cowards only nod cos

had to learn the harder way
The blows don't soften

Hurt my soul to see my grandpa up in that coffin
Shimmy my way to the summit of the altar
The city's

The morning sun on me
Got voltage so I rip off the sheets
My heart just be pouring out of me
Think its time, time
Time for me to get up in this ride,

Diesel in the Dust

UFO

Making Contact

1983

as bad

In this town you don't make a man mad
* Ted McKinley's dying
At the wheel of his truck
The engine running till it seized up

And nobody

the phone 
I can't do it alone 
All I've got is the sharp pain 
That you set up in my broken brain 
You spoke of a better life 
Without my heart not by my

mine
I don't know if the way I'm livin it is right
Yeah I'm fine
Can't complain about last night (Nah)
But today's different bitch
So please don't kill