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money you got? Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either Here, smell this, this
Don't touch me Drown It punishes me For the evil It takes me Down In cold blood The darkness It lures She takes it all Dragged by her feet Tied
"Man, I wouldn't touch that bitch" Me neither Hoe go home and wash out your beaver And niggas out there messin' up people's health Yo, what the fuck
between the races He hold the rock, call for sweatshops Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops The highest bidder, no room for the quitter Game seven
between the races He hold the rock, call for sweatshops Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops The highest bidder, no room for the quitter Game seven
out in the crowd. Endless laughter, hearts beat in time, Your smile’s electric, it’s blowing my mind. With you by my side, the world’s so bright, Every
Reach out and touch faith Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer Take second
us that in a battle we can't last The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their) There was seven
The fall is in sight Touch me am I breathing? The toll of the blight Touch me am I breathing They're all in a lie The sevens befogged thy eyes (Burning
When I wAs A little boy, (When I wAs just A boy) And my mother would cAll my nAme, (When I wAs just A boy) She'd sAy I hAd to be in the house by 7
you see is just illusion) You're surrounded by confusion (you're surrounded by confusion) Saying life's begun to cheat you Friends are out to beat
the water They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang) Uh I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky It was once said by a man who couldn't quit Dope man please, can I have another hit? The dope man
daylight one midnight lamp lit twenty four seven Murdered out windows two exits Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds And suicide ain't my
lightin' the green I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails Niggas throw us on they album,
passport I'ma leave in a second What's the over under how many cities I touch down What's the over under how many bitches I bust down What's the over under
open that front door Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes Not a metaphor, then I start towards That front, that's right, where
underneath Now, reach your hands up with your fingers out Reach my hands up with my fingers out Now, touch your head to the ground Like you’re bowing down
of ballers, Inglewood, we love it! Live from LA, this way that-a-way Slide in the hid-house Feeling burned did-out Kick of your shoes and relax your feet
first on Broadway. With dark and yellow gold, I was 11 years old. The inspiration was spread out like a blanket, ask em'. My discovery was beyond
you see is just illusion) You're surrounded by confusion (you're surrounded by confusion) Saying life's begun to cheat you Friends are out to beat
daylight one midnight lamp lit twenty-four seven Murdered out windows two exits Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds And suicide ain't my
a dreamer Bitch we dem boyz, nigga we the Beatles 1-8-7 No appeal, get it how you live Before I go broke accountants jump off a bridge First round draft
Joe Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane It's that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle Man, she
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