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than all you pieces of shit what you
Going to say now? You can't say, 'Oh
They're only listening to him because
He said this' No
They're listening to me

sometimes when I sit by myself
I honestly can say everybody can't relate
That's why I talk to my angel
I'm in the dark looking for a peace of mind
I need

how I really fuck up for taste Yeah, your bitch wanna smash, but I can't do no date Hold up like I'm Jayce, yeah Printing' all this cash like a fuckin'

We Wasn’t taught to deal with trauma
Big bro on probabtion still mix the reef & grabba I can’t judge he just wanna ease his mind up remember times we

Then publish to the ether
Rinse repeat sir
When questioned simply smile and wave
Look on your pile and say
Well I'm no lightweight
Jesus Christ mate

girl's with big butt hop on the dicks-a-lot just by looking at me they say I hit the spot. I'm no raping embino even as chino, if I lick more clit than

flex, then u ain't say shyt
All i know
We would write, i produced, edit tracks, mix em down, write on discs, that was it
I was told
Start a brand, market

Naggin'

Ying Yang Twins

My Brother & Me [Japan Bonus Track #2]

2004

Every now and then you get mad
Sometime I make you sad
Make you want to say kiss my ass
I'm tired of listenin to you naggin

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
She

tantrums
This ain't no fucking day care
I'm leaving her
You can come fly with me
Only condition don't lie to me
I even told her to do what she want
Can't say

on the block

Say he heard it, got narcotics, hide the man on this block
What you talkin' bout, sir? I'm just a man on this block
I keep it slick with a switch,

Let's go"
Backseat, playing left boy on the radio
"Wow, that sounds like you in the back"
"Yes sir, I go by the opposite of wack"
Smacks down,

work out no trainer
One drainer, containers
No brainer, ay, no brainer
I can't entertain her
I was introduced to a stranger, ay yeah

Nobody know

lotta gang 
i want you and your friends 

 this ain’t what you want 
this ain’t what you want 
been moving correct i can’t do no wrongs 
shoot shoot my

There's you down in  dalston Nest
When in doubt say yes 
Friday night in your sunday best
Moon sits high in the blue night's chest
Wash you clean

can't be unsure
Of myself
Yeah that's bad for me
Lately, Ion know
Who to trust
It's you down for me
It's a lot of crabs
In a barrel
Hope you stick with me

on the radio
Gonna find me in La
Soaking up the sun rays sayin I'm a girl they know
She put alot pressure on herself to be a star
No support from her fam they

Is you gon spin til they roll off
Mix the shit wit the tussin then I doze off
Im the boss my boy yeen making no call
When that smoke go up shit'll go

on lock
Can we talk?
I don’t say this a lot 
But

Rockstar 
Pop star
Make my heart pop tarts
And every time I see him
That’s when all the pops start
I’m

a Mick.  and don't forget Mack
With Scottish blood, Sir Spit-a-lot is Lancelot
I'm a bit shy, but i drive-by and cam-a-lot
An 8-ball's got a little white

the victims (Victims)
Grinding everyday until I see this ba
I nor won dey beg dey say excuse me sir
Stack the money up we get no ceilings
The voltage just dey

around a lot
People throw that shit around
I don't think nobody even knows what that shit means no more
Hmm, look

I liked it better when we was

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

no ifs or maybes
Motherfuckers gotta pay me
Radio, gotta play me, stack a mil'
I know you hate me
Stat Quo partner got a stable
Full of head dollars

facey
Know they can't wait till they take me
They say I'm the devil im told em he made me
And we roll
He mix wit
Got caught by the
Now that nigga
Now that