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I just landed bags on the door
Smoke up a blunt man my backs been sore
From all these flights oh my that’s not tour
Just to finish up the album
Wait

I keep my heart the closest never on my sleeve
Cause the world wanna see you bleed if you tryna lead, uh (Yeah)
First off this not an album it's

day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed my Sis by head, and pulled her down like she ain't nothing and I lost control

Ooh eey
Oh my

my future's damned
Ain't gon' lie deep down in me
I just wanted to smoke my dad
I remember one day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed

Lick Shot

Grand Puba

Reel to Reel

1992

the addicts off the nod
Grand Puba, and I drop a album yearly
And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit like daily
My knowledge is bond, so you

Devils Night

D12

Devil's Night [Import Bonus CD]

2001

probably be in jail 'fore this fuckin' album comes out
I'm eighteen years old, still shit in the bed
Beaten 'til I'm red, fear nothin' but war and bread

Hiatus

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I

to side
Get robbed ‘fore you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for an
I'll die for you, your beef is mine

Uh huh, to whom it may concern
If it's hate,

Tarzan

Dappy

Bad Intentions

2012

a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same
Real reconize Real , how many albums have you sold to date
I aint saying im Wayne Or Kanye ,But im living

piece
I saw so many man act brave
For attention, they only ever get in the grave
And i tried to see things their ways
But in vain, I was blinded by how i

back that broken plate
And It's all on the face
And It's hidden by shade
Seven dark lights of grey
Seven shaded with paint
Don't say you're love ain't

creep up by my bed
I fought demons manifested as evil thoughts by my head

"You know, that single might be hard
But it redefined what's your peak, why you

Fore your feelings get attached
Lemme tell you bout this madness
Lemme show you how I'm runnin circles
Round 'em like a banner
Hope you know I'm going

unless
You give them a reason to
2017, Sincerely Yours was a murder
Probably album of the year
But who cares when nobody heard
It's getting crazy out here

Hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four-wheels
Write a book full of
Medicine and generate mils
Tour the album, only for more sales
We used

and Biggie fore they passed away
Remember back in school them niggas treat me like a castaway
Now me and the brodies gon be rapping til we hit Hathaway's
Rich

eyes closed
Its a joke bitch
Invite to me your bed, it was over 'fore it starts
Never bout sex, not intentions from my heart
Confusing person, sending

that they hating, I pay it no mind
I know that hoe faking, I pay her no dime
I know they be rating yo' music and mine
Can no longer take it, by me, imma

emptied the clip
And I went right down the middle D.I.D like it's split
This the last album sold 'fore I'm calling it quits
So I'm coming with the sound

I'm droppin' hot shit 'fore I even started
I got skills by the truck load
The origin of how I got this ill - who the fuck knows
Girl, you better tell

that album, release that shit, yeah
They want the disk, well then CD's clips, ayy, I kill myself fore' you see me miss
You kill yourself, ain't no tears

meet us
To soak in cheese
(So what we tell 'em?)
They want me to slow up I ain't gonna stop I'm telling em
Hell no!
Think I won't blow this shit up 'fore

the doctor called a family congregation just to tell us it's a flatline
Fuck I'm 'posed to do?
And niggas really think I give a damn about a album? Bitch, I'm

climbing endless hills
(Try your best) To hold on the strings that you tied, by the end only thing that you'll feel
(All that stress) You cursed yourself