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verse 2

i live by the street code
repping the east coast
hustle in my street clothes
hungry for the g notes
doesnt stop ever now
record it and let it out

I am gonna yiff you to death
I’ll pounce on you and I will nuzzle your chest
You know damn well that femboy foxes are the best
So be prepared because

are you still here
Is this your only purpose
Constantly defeating my former self

My former self
Constantly defeating my former self
I can't change what

bad decisions got you where you are
Hit you with wisdom, a light from a star
Went through the pain, I done gave all I got
Sat in the rain and I been in

a meal, a bed, and something to do
If I could only live my life as full as you

And this blood in my veins, and this song in my hands 
As I try to relate

a typhoon of your cry
I know you try so hard
And they don't even ask why
Who you really are
I thought I knew all along
Left standing by the station with

Behold the spirit get corrupted

But don't you blame me, I didn't create
You and your lord push the button, my dear
To turn to dust everything that lives

features
I put God on every track we have a lot of features
Mama Africa you made me who I am
A true South African with a tongue of a sharpest spear
Poetry

Game Got Switched

Brad Baker

Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds]

2005

or get smoked
We come by the masses you come and get choked
If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke
Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope

plus că rupe live da' tu ce credeai
Cu subcarpați concerte-n prime time ce vibe nice
E high life le nimeresc din mers ca la drive-by
Încep să scot

right off Seventh Ave
Dad had a studio we just living in the back
Neighborhood was Pasiano Cubano White and Black
I'm in the parking lot standing right

to follow
Stress on my chest
Get the tattoo tomorrow
Live with regret
Like you beaten by your father
Feel it in my veins
Like I'm shooting up the sorrow
See

kin
Ancestors klansmen
So are their descendants
They caught a tiger by the toe
At the end of the road
They got him beggin and pleadin
But still they

to breathe now
Where once stood our home
The river is all oily and bloody
Birds and trees are all gone

Let's talk about Black Lives
They say "ALL lives

the big lies that we told for racks
Ohh lord I beg make we live for long
Sorry to the girl that I broke their heart
Back then Iike I told you the time was

when the sun comes up
All you see
Are your possibilities

Wake up
These chances won’t wait long
It’s all up to us
Together
We can get what we need
And I

Now Y

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

your brain tapped by forty-four caliber gats
It ain't like that, cats gotta learn to relax
If I let the gun clap, you have no wish, you're on your ass

it please
They not even asking you properly
With your wife and the kids in the property

K1 K1 K1 I don't know who's safe though
We want paper major

She couldn't wait for spring says
'You don't know how to live'
Took a plane south
Sent her credit to hell 

Had enough logic
Had enough fear
No more

The perfect spin of the Earth has motions
Yearly North and South there are frosty winds
Winds so cold you realize you'll grow old
You'll turn

They were stolen by the crazy people 
That they lived with 
And their names are Latinha 
And the flash light guy 

Latinha (Fuck you!) 
Latinha (Fuck

the darkness

This is how I live life day by day
I ain't special
I'm the guy next to you in the bus stop
Behind you in the supermarket
The same guy the doctor is

As we walk down the road
On this warm Summer’s eve
You’re gripping my hand
And our fingers are weaved
In the morning our homes
For our travels we

got food on your plate but you worried 'bout my dinner (dinner, why?)
The way that they talkin', their mouth need a zipper
Surrounded by steppers, I