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of Cleveland
The latest incident overnight here
On East 124th Street near St. Clair
Four people shot in a drive-by
Cleveland EMS tells 19 News
They were rushed
Just In Case
You're a fool to think it's over
This rain won't go away
These memories you're denying
Are something you must face
You can keep
the same
And by 1998 we still had game.
[verse 3]
Only a pawn in the game
Chastised for namin names
What was said and who said it
Anti nothing so forget it
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
when even Adam and Eve were feeding on lies
Realize people leaving don't mean ya being denied
New era like LeBrons second stint in Cleveland arrived
the culture
Leave rappers with careers and they faith over
It's a war goin' on, you can't fake bein' a soldier
In the basement listenin' to tapes
drama
I'm just tryna get more commas
Whole lotta animals in crib
Got bulldogs gotta few llamas
Pop stars Rick James and Madonna
That cash and yea I get
clear
I hit your BM in her DM then had her with me by PM
Stevie Wonder, I get money off keys and never see 'em, uh
Ain't saying shit boy, you all talk
Cleveland feeling colder than a cooler and a freezer
I ain't talking weather I would still move back
But I had my heart broke, like no money in it
Who gone
Coldplay is
Six deep up in the rental Honda from Avis
Bad bitches give me brain that
Explains the mindless behavior
But fuck 'em and never mind 'em like
flip the obstacle
Now my proposal rips the global
From California to courts, it's over God so, taste the soul food
Remember baggy jeans,
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
is close by
Watchin over me, while Babylon scopin me
From my mother's womb they took my mind started mouldin me
Like Mookie on the crock I heard
and the chariot we carry on to Zion, We about to take a dream team to the sixth thing and it syncs in, the fucking icon. Yea I made it through inspite, I swear
vocals
Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry
"Outkast, yeah, them niggas, they makin' big noise"
Over a million sold to this day,
niggas gon' ride with it
In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond
Mama told me the power was in the tongue
But it probably ain't powerful as a gun
Like a river glorious is God's perfect peace,
Over all victorious in its bright increase
Perfect yet it floweth fuller every day
Perfect yet it
they keep steppin
And I keep on trekking
My way to the crest
I won't settle for second
Niggas who stressing me out
Will kicked in they mouth by a King
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
all about survival God
(You know the epilogue by James Todd)
Put your life on the line, you running out of time
The coroner's calling, she know she
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
Saint James Infirmary
It was down in old Joe's barroom
On a corner down by the square
Now the drinks were served as usual
And the usual crowd was
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
Giving thanks and praises to his one is Majesty highly Selassie
Rastafari
Elyjah Tribe, James Let's Get Em Bruddah
I can feel the rain coming in
I
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