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run around with these SZAs (yeah)
I prefer to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets
I was going hard (by

Midnight bedtime
Nightmare on elm time
Bloody sheets red wine
Professor say I gotta have you in by 12, that’s the true definition of a deadline
And he

on a tee/that’s real shyt I ain’t playin games/if u do it by ur self who goin say ya name/if ya bitch feel us all we goin run a train/best friend get it too if she

Sittin' at a red light around midnight
Goin' out of my mind
Nothin' in the headlights, thinkin' 'bout her taillights
Lookin' for an exit sign
But

I ain't goin' broke like
The nigga Terrell Owens (Woo)
They know I been a shooter
No longer count money, I measure
Stacks with a ruler, i am the new

I Stay High 
By: Luvinnia Flowers


Sour diesel all you smell
By my eyes it ain't hard to tell

I stay high, I stay high
I stay high, I stay high

They say, "how she gonna hold him down?" No
They don't know what they missing
Most these niggas wanna run around with these SZAs (yeah)
I prefer

never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No

Draft Dodger Rag

Phil Ochs

There But for Fortune

1989

Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down
And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red"
But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is

24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by

24/7 I've been working overtime

Que paso locos
Welcome to my city
Where it's goin down
With sexy ladies
All around
So welcome to my city
Where it's goin down
Where the parties stay

Full of Dat Shit

Lil' Boosie

Savage Life

2005

'm Full Of Dat Shit 
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit 

[Webbie] Now if you ever catch me leanin to the side red eyes in my ride wit the music up high bad

the stands boy
I'm all red I'm on fire like an ant pile
They put the clamp down if I put the stamp down
You get the stampede, I make blood bleed
You suck dick,

I'm hazy, stray thoughts scarce
Same old stance even with my head goin' in straight code red
I pace my own breaths, lay down on the couch as I try

nigga
When I'm in the zone they won't tackle me nigga
I touched down in the city, a fuckin' walkin' target
Still man all my bitches miss me, yeah they

now
Ain't no stoppin' me I'm gettin' this cash now
Bitches is sad now
Ain't no room with me and you gettin' passed down
I'm tryna be up
Up with

the stands boy
I'm all red I'm on fire like a ant pile
They put the clamp down if
I put the stamp down
You get the stampede, I make blood bleed
You suck dick,

like I knew jiu-jitsu
Red dot on his head, nigga, like a Hindu
Red dot on his head it ain't shit to dismiss you
Red dot on his head, got a beam

Couldn't even make it out my home, I was over thinkin'
Am I depressed or stressed, 'cause I don't even know the meanin'
Ain't got nothin' to say

[Intro]
Heyyo check it
This goes out for all of the ones that's walkin' around here
Out in the streets blindfolded
Not knowin' what's really goin

talk here/
I swear that somethings goin on yea/
We'll move on my friend/
We didn't play it by the book/
All that jukin and jiving, we'd rather jab with

Niggaz My Height Don't Fight

Eazy-E

Eternal E

1995

it ain't no thang...

You can't check a checker
But when you want to try let me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin' for a nigga like you

why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With

Pimp Hard

Scarface

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

Bitch I know you wanna tell ya girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get