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coming out the blue, been at this before you knew
Motivated that’s the truth, all I’ve ever done was lose
Do this for the family too, things is getting
fresh like always no sweat
It's time to jump back in the mix
And get on it, now is the time
Too Short baby's gonna spit that rhyme
I sell records
slick
You find something then you hide it with a drum chick
Takin' apart every rap that's on the charts
Mix there with yours, spin it back it ain't
the States but to the south
Miami was cool for a week
But now I'm out
Letting my guard down
I kick my feet up in Sao Paolo
Hypnotized by the bunda
Oi mami
sing my rhyme
About them same three bitches that fucked me good
Us niggas gotta do what the fuck we should when we want to
I might pass it
So get
for my head cuz it's lucky
Not that I need it
I'll take it or I'll leave it
Either way I go and get bread like ducky
Hold up it's no carbs week
back
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heard at that time at that place with that girl…you know the one
Turn the radio on…Make the right outta wrong
‘Cause I wanna go back yeah I wanna go back
hated how the color look
Yellow in my color book
Mix it up with the red
At least thats how I remember when I seen a nigga dead
Grabbing for the air
Genius rap
This that orthopedic slap
That mean when I bring the pain
A chiropractor squeeze ya back
hungry for this money dog
No this ain't no keto
hard for me not to get down
Never put my head up I'm always looking down
I don't want some of you to see me down
Depression and heartbreak not a good mix
Remember the departed (parted)
In a land where good friends
Are getting harder to come by (come by)
People call me a hero (hero)
But I call that a FarCry
so that puts you in the mix up
But I'm gunnin' for your heart, so tell that nigga it's a stick up
I called your phone, baby, pick up It's more than
Good vibes only
I don't wanna deal with no mix up
If we spend time then it's
Good times only
I don't wanna deal with no bad mind
If you're on that
skeet can't say, you can't say skeet on the radio, da skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet, my man you can't say skeet on the radio, ima just start sayin that
the back
He's in the back with an escort
He bought me an escort I
Don't want no escort, you know
Luigi, that was the guy's name
And we're in north Harlem
concentrate (yeah, woo)
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh (come on)
DJ's in the mix shows
You better go to the record store and cop
origin my tribe
So we gon kill that vibe, feel like the Bulls in 99
This calcium's good for your bones
This calcium's good for your bones
This calcium's
say it gives you bad diareah(?)
Okay, ma, sounds good...
Yeah!
I gotta get goin, there's an orientation party that's mandatory for
freshmen
are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My
can't compete, but I guess it's a good start
I'll sit back, you take the wheel
Everyone knows that you're the real deal
Make like bananas at the party,
a wu-tang (bzzz) killer bee's on ya back
I comes for the honey plus the phat money sack
You want it all? yeah I want it all like that
I stab my own moms in
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
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