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it don't get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, gettin throwed on the flip
Gettin blowed with the motherfuckin Jigga Man, fool

Chorus Two: Bun B

gonna change
But I was wrong
So now I'll roll and light this blunt
Take it hit by hit
Let go of every strand of life
The final trip
You were the only one

What Up Poe
Big Skoe Lee On Ya Hear Me!

Jump on the wave no boat
Adapt to the water and float 
Down broke hadda chop up soap
I came at everybody

spittin better than the
Clearest image
Aint no one to get it like me
Stan Lee up in the lab
Aint nobody want to fight me
Got the illest of the team
Yeah

to worry about no 9 to 5.
And my women don't trip about me getting high.
They stay right by my side and watch the daimond shine.
So fly women can you throw

and take it slow
No need to worry bout what you can't control
Wasted time feeling sad
Couldn't see that leaving you would change my life
For the good, now

ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In

pon me belly once we meet up

Walk with the trip no cheeto
And I never freak up
Down inna your place but you get beat up
Just say a word me a beseech up

on these n******
And you know
I'm out the way
Balling on these n*****
Shining
Like ah Sunday
B**** you know
I mean it
Authentic By the way
I don't got no

you reach on the block
You nuh affi worry bout ish
Mi know you just done work
Is a work free zone dis
Call the block Bruce Lee
Why
Cause we can just

A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about

A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about

oh
You're so one of a kind oh
Don't worry bout the time, no
I want to live like this for the rest of my
Pretty little thing with sparkles all in your

she 
Wanna say is listen my dear... 

Gotta tell ya, 
I can't wait to see you, see, I need my lover man 
Don't you worry about it baby I don't need no

leave
Gave me what I needed and more
On her way out yellin
YD u a whore
Call me Barry Gordy I be puttin out bands
Take trips to south beach
Just to bust

for comin around my girl (who?), the ghetto (my girl)

	[Chorus]
[Knumskull]
I'm curbside, and my girl sellin graciously
Never no worries, and if

psyche.
Light as a feather don't take me lightly.


I'd have to cut my hair for you to hire me.
World might be. directed by spike Lee.


Fuck all these

gotta worry bout settin' up shop cause the shop been set (Yea)
If it's my time it is what it is I don't need no vest
My shooter don't talk we find where

When u know ur self u ain't gotta worry about what they say
Let me put it this way I’m far from gay
Might take ur bitch
Fuck her by the palms of the bay

don't write their lyrics
But some people have reached levels that are atmospheric
By relying on others to write their songs and shit for them
And they

popping boy

Rap, no pop, record
They got fiend by the back up cause, backing off
With the price of crack, that could crack your jaw
Then running with

That's All There Is

Lee Roy Parnell

Back to the Well

2006

Written By Lee Roy Parnell And Tony Arata


More Than A Mountain Of Silver More Than A River Of Pearls

Her Love Is More Precious Than Anything In

Time Machine

T-Pain

Epiphany

2007

surrounded by a million bitches (a million bitches)
No matter how bad my life was I still got love no matter how mad my wife was
I can dream; it's a simple