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of course you gotta eat Now
Of Course you gotta be Proud
Humble in Defeat (Ouch)
Lumping you and judge You by the company you keep now
Gritty with your teeth,

of that
Loudpack
Still I came back, dropped Drewback
So they Ashley Coled and Fullbacked
I'm crazy yacked, I'm crazy bad
Carry AYS, I need a ice pack
For my

of these non talented ass niggas coming after me
Can't do it by yourself so you gotta call the Calvary
Pick mes and lame hoes that must be who you wanna be

stars on my travel plan
Grab my hand
You could say I'm moonwalking to Neverland
So pipe down or you're catching the smoke
If you wanna settle beef go

can't spend the night locked in cell
'Cause my old man and my old girl think I'm asleep
But what a way to end the night, chased through the streets by

That's Oz
Leave them between
The chill and left eye
That's T-Boz

They ain't do nothing
For me to be where I'm at
So I ain't got nothing
For them to take

I remember growing up with you and thinkin' damn this girl is cute
who would of thought we'd link it up so soon that one afternoon
you stayed

my soul
Freefall into freeman's land
Just let the good times roll

Look me in the eye, do you think I'd lie?
I'm so sick and tired
Bet your bottom

enough by me, myself, and I
It’s just us on the front lines 
But I’m doin’ fine, going dumb, gonna get mine
Leave y’all in the dust
“Bye! Better luck next

the lines, I color them in by dropping rhymes

Twenty-twenty, unexpected what a year
I got plenty, I'm reminded of why I'm here
What I love and what is dear

come to rest
And nobody to sift through the debris

I'm too wired to be tired
I'm too bored, I want more
I'm getting haunted in the daytime now
By

so I'm finna get mad
Grab a bitch by the hair when I hit it from the back
Run in Hell with A.A.
Energized for days
From the brick of yay
Straight from

to die
Do you hear my cry?

Yester years gone by so fast
I am outta gas
Can't keep up lass
Put me in the trash

Chorus:

Tomorrow brings only despair
Naked

folks gon' suck! (Suck)
Knockin' the hit list if I'm gon' win (Pow!)
Sharpen the difference from my own lense
Be sure of saucers there's so much tricks

the people dying on our home soil
Trading solder's blood for oil hoping shit with boil over
Painted in red like the flag that we love
Betrayed by the ones that

you gotta choose you today who you gon serve man, ayy, one day with God is like a thousand years so make sure you choose wisely!

Give me that bag I'm

belly
I don't want to think this way there's nothing more you can tell me
I'm just digging up my grave because I feel so fucking empty
I'm sick of all

Terminal

Sharon Cuneta

Isn't It Romantic?

2006

entered the terminal just as you smiled 
Won't you leave off work for today?you asked of me then 
So I phoned-in-sick on the way to the home of a friend

always like to bring up old shit?
Triggered by my phone, I stumbled onto old pics
Now I'm in the crib alone and smoking, playing "So Sick"
Like Ne-Yo,

one by one (Oop)
Jet ski on that dick (Oop)
Homesick, ill wit it (Oop)
Jubilee on that stick (Oop), Go sick on the dick (Oop) 
Lunatic, lunatic, lunatic

and that shit had showed me I'm Abel of doing This shit by myself
Niggas that's with me preceded the wealth
Learned how to play with the cards I was dealt

bring some to the table
You gotta show me you faithful
Look, yeah, I didn't come up with Cain and that s**t had showed me
I'm able of doing this s**t by

happened to regular Crips and regular uh
Sometimes I never I finish the rhyme
I'm not trying to be slick with words, even though I am
It's because I'm

to feel alone

Don't know my pain
Don't know my truth
People don't know the half of it
People only know what I allow to come out the booth
Everyday that I'm