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love the way it sound 
And if you didn’t know then you about to know now 
I rock what I like I aint wit all that designer shit 
Staying true to myself I

hair
Read a bedtime story
Woman saved by the prince
Like the ones that little girl
Hasn't believed in since
Tears soaking your pillow
Wonder why they all

again I pray everyday lord forgive me for my sins
If you mess with me you gone get shot up by my twin
I might my bands up and put my mama in a benz (skrrt

the white buffs
Youll never go blind right
Puff and get my mind right
Im about to shine bright
50k my feature price, that sounds right
My girl sweet like

of waterin' my feelings down
For anybody walkin' this planet
Put that song on repeat Scream by MJ and Janet I choose me
Rare sound like a xylophone
Life been

Nigga thought he was slick came thru trynna drive slow

Nigga cmon what LilJu hop out work dat switch
I'm da type to get u set up by a bitch give her dick

left the door unlock
Take it The Flo then you get on top 
Oooh baby you at the door with it 
Imma hold you by the throat (Get it)
Imma bout to show you

got your love but it's suffering
A concussion you fight for freedom
That's a chain and collar you were sucking
I'm enthralled and emphatic when it
Comes

guts in, you can't stop me
And you can bet I'm a threat, the white Spike Lee
I close my eyes and imagine palm trees
Then I realize I live by concrete

it hurt (AYE)
N*gga I grow all my herb (AYE)
I dont even know how the plug sound
I dont even know what the plug drive
Lil n*gga bout to hit a run down

stand you
Bitch you better pick up your mouth
Now you wanna pout
Cah the mandem love
Cassie sound
your pussy a drought
So they wouldn't wanna dig it out

Looking like he's so high
Buddy out his mind
Really tripping fungi
Nigga live and learn
No you can't buy love
Bitches full of shit,
Call em dirty pamper
Wet

gonna follow?
What Would You Do, What Would You Do? 

Uh, this is how it go down
I have the black-pound-silence so it don't make sound
I pile a 150 outta

those who make noise only want to be  with more noise,
leaving most of the planet vacant and serene and lacking panic
i'm by myself, and that's by my

I realize if you gotta gift
You gotta use it you know for real

Love scars and back stabs from carrying niggas
I gotta pick a bruise
The way my life

bullet scar
south suicide its like do or die
my nigga came home from a 2 to the 5
nigga pumping on strip selling 2 for 5
dont set up by southside cutie pie

sounds like when doves cry
When love dies
To untie me I slide the knife
Cut ropes that bind me by my wrists with deeper scars every night
I never wanted

Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons
Packed up and ready to go
Heard of some gravesites out by the highway
A place where nobody knows

It's Yo Boy Chri$

Yeah
I go by Lanski now
Everybody's calling me Lanski now
I don't know what's up with that, but I like it

I'm on my way up
Coming

me sound like I was crazy with the voices in my head
I can’t be myself right now 
All the voices seem so loud
I can’t feel you by my side
I just feel

By someone 
Less crazed
Who you can praise

I'm tired of living
A constant lie
Trying to push 
To feel alright
Hitting a high 
That I can't rely

duck from what sounds like gunshots to the floor,
But we ignored.
How can you be raised duckin strays,
cnd be normal like everything in yo life is okay.

I was born with an old soul
So when I hear what you bump it sounds so so
I remember Fat Joe with the Fo Fo
Went way harder than you
Hoes spittin' old

to where you stay
She in t shirt with no panties on
Bout to make play - say she never leave me lone
I'm like nah
But the idea sound good in a song
Double it