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to Davenport
Skert on East I4
Wasn’t doing enough before
I had to double back a little more
Now Im fabulous no lil mo
But I got a super woman
Can’t call on fuck

concubine
Hold on hold on wait watch this
Where was what’s his name when you took them losses
Shit done change now man wanna play in middle like Oxlade
You

could depend on you
Forecast cloudy
Don't worry I got the umbrellas
I could keep you wetter
Than them east end tings
In the middle of December
Pussy

from superstition
I can read through your intentions
I don't fuck with all these middle men
Hope my lover has a mind just like my mother
And is down just

pussy baby girl
Ima addict
What's the deal baby girl
My name L I'm from LA
From the east of the City
Where we rock the gold chains
Big diamonds in our

Scorn of the North, bet I handle these cold gusts
Born on the fourth, and I entered with froze nuts
East meets West, the shock is ferocious
New

off with their energy
I played position of defender, middle field, yea
Striker getting goals yea, I didn't need assist yea
I was moving units when these

for hit singles and stiff middle fingers/
Just ring us, then bring us for the time of your life/
we'll forever be a part of your life cus of your two

Dugg
Started with a dime
Turned it to a dub
I swept my loses under
Big backwoods sparked
In the middle of the club
Cant hang with killers
And Real deal

the next breeze out of town
I'll take it east, I'll take it west, I'll let it blow me around
When it's said and done
I want to say I lived the life I wanted

my lo lo, lo lo

Dippin' in my '64 (baby)
Old school, slappin', Art Laboe (baby)
East Side Stories, cruise control
Ridin' solo, solo
Get your

couldn't lose
But to walk with God like Enoch
I knew I couldn't cruise
This walk is a beast but nothing's greater than the cross
Saw the Mark of the East

pushing memories around
And all the corners in every town across the plains
The ants in East Texas plan their lives
In cities below the power lines

wind up face down in the mud

It's easy to speak of grand ambitions
It's east to pretend your innocent
But lest you get distracted by the suffering

na
If I respect you ko n se tori pe oju mi lo
I no dey fear anybody middle finger to the law

Hungry lion
Igo loju omo daran
Awa la ni igboro
West ati

to doubt me
I will always say
What I'm thinking about ya
You fell in love in an east side apartment
Burning up the garlic toast
You wrote a note on a scratch

my tongue
Man, I'm just tryna touch bases like I hit a homerun
So put your middle fingers down to your thumb
And just let it snap like that
Yeah, bring

you the middle of the club, yeah
Sitting pretty at the bar, yeah
Why we just twiddling 
Our thumbs here?
Baby lemme show you little something

Pretty ah

Need a nigga from the south
East coast ting
Need a nigga from the south
Nigga from the south
Nigga from

Nigga from the Ham
Nigga that's coming with

marrow get passport
License buss dem head, East nuh do talk
Shotty nuh lef' e zig, yuh wrenk
Roll out an' murda dem, yuh sih?
Yeah (crazy shot)

Wave
I'd Wanna Live on Lower East Side
Back in the Seventies

Cause all the Best of the Early Eighties
At least up to '83
Was an Extension of Seventies

To the fact we'll be judged for all we think say and do
From east to west coast and all areas in between
Real love is like a ghost -- talked about but rarely

often
Drink my pain away, it felt like coffins
Cement often,  rose just to spite me, reality hit hard like Ike T
Im on the porch sheisty, blunted, middle

know it's me I be wearin all the lasers
Shakedown, we paper touch
Ever since I came home and escaped the cuffs
Cafe, servin the East to the West!
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