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All of Me

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

with 'em
Care for 'em, be more than 'hi' and 'bye' with 'em
It's been a while, I can't front like I ain't phased
She was my reality check cuz we

you keep recurrin' (recurrin')
Don't be a dumb bitch (Salibel) (bitch!)
We are legends we keep praying we don't die (die Young)
Yung Lupe and Elfate

stunting nan one
Of them bitches cause
I want you bae
Trying to get to know you
And kick it with you like lupe
Came by myself
But I ain't leaving alone

Top down riding thru
U kno u kno how we do
Post up on da block
Get some gwop
And we keep it true
Top down riding thru
U kno u kno how we do
Post up

the world is telling us a bunch of bullshit
Just a poor excuse for them to make up all these rules
And brainwash all the kids by thinking this is how we live

for her 
Been enough for her, been in her corner 
With bent it up quarters 
It's the games we play 
And the things they say 
Just to make a way 
That's

brown, white, short, and tall
The man in the mirror surrounded by ya'll
One man's treasure is weight in coins
Biting from each other, know we learn
Hidden

I think we've had too much wine for the time you see
Another night of fiasco
It's got me feeling so fine what a crime you see
So now we're going

Friday was a fiasco 
We were scrambling to make the plane 
By the time we touched down in Vegas 
Wasn't feeling no more pain 

Took a pickup truck

Set It Off

Clipse

Set It Off

2011

setter, who been better than I
Comin' through in the slim leathers that's followed by the fives
Me and my niggas call the coupe, Jekyl and Hyde
'Cause

Set It Off

Clipse

Not 4 Sale

2008

setter, who been better than I
Comin' through in the slim leathers that's followed by the fives
Me and my niggas call the coupe, Jekyl and Hyde
'Cause

My truth
Addicted to common roots
To outer space we shoot
Let's race back to earth, we gotta take care of her first
My truth
Addicted to common roots

Kool-Aid
Feel like March Madness, we been ballin' for two days
This 40 gon' kick and push like Lupe
Steppin' on these groupies, they get dick off the duce

fronto
Melz by my side that's another Gustavo
We just gon party and have a fiasco
wherever it's at we just fuck up the bottles
Designer shit ballin like I

round
Calling me bro, we family, huh? I don't even trust my granny now
I was raised by the stunner's hustlers, Stay doing numbers off that
Weighing with

coast, I'm on my Lupe
We kick, push it, post up on a Tuesday
Girl been to all of my shows, she's not a groupie
Thots, been done with the hoes, don't wanna

Way before Lupe, before OF
I've been trynna Ollie off the front porch door steps
Crept through Lynwood my city was not calm
Headed to South Gate,

(We got a brother from around the way)
Yeah yeah whats up y'all you
Know we back in the
House cold chillin' got the brother
From another mother

Blaze)

Real as they come
Where I'm from, I'm the trillest one
Raised by the dealers in the village slum
Unemployment's high, it's harder to get a gig

with that fiasco
Say I'm playing games, shorty I don't see no Hasbro
We ain't even that close, so really what you mad fo?
Living in the past, I can't tie

remember sitting feeling hopeless
Overthinking getting mad
Reminiscing bout the messed up
Times we had becuz my dad
If I ever had another chance to see that

went 
By how my grave look 
Put up the shot 
And walk away 
Look 
Swish

Birthdays was the worst days 
Now it’s champagne
Like we first place 
Never

that I can think of
Dollar sign my eyes, yeah
Blinded by my greed, uh
Smoking on sativa, yeah
Indica or cheese, yeah
Steady smoking reefer
Eyes looking

Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where