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Been taking L after L where the dub at
Feel like I'm hell where the love at
Fighting all these feelings by myself where the drugs at
Fighting all these

chattering teeth and my breath it freezes

My sand soaked jeans make my legs turn blue
And I was woken by the tide lapping on my shoes
And a man walking his

clearly your odds ain' even it's destined to fail
Me I send coffins to hell whenever I step in the booth I'm salt on a snail
I'm throwing salt on yo wounds

by, I’m an old man too
I’m a eat some more bacon
I got nothing to lose
I was hoping, ya’ll would stop me
I was choking
Episode, the rating’s are blowing

Sprinkles salt on the cold
Melt shit down with a bit of cheek, just a little
Preparing for piddles on my riddles
Getting geeked out by potential giggles

time
I no say I go waka many place
God's time is the best
I no wan follow short court
By then the money go long
But then my life go short
Try

Gather 'round children
Settle by the fire
It's time to tell the tale of a terrible tragedy
An anecdote that beseeches one to peer inward
Over, under,

Glee
Just got off the phone was talking music with bro bro YZ
And why you talking shanking a man it's only hand to hand by me
I feel like Mario

Some women think I'm a minute man
I'm getting money by the minute man
I'm hitting hoes with the Heisman stiff arm, I get by them
Cruise slow, drive by

a miz-ill
It's all part of the plan 
Distress in dam 
Smoke it Gram by gram 
It's not all for the gram
Its clean wont jam
U wont know who I am

On a yard man

Man, damn, uh
Yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy

Man (damn), deviated leather in this 911
Bend a corner, I'm on Hayes Street copping a windbreaker

Yeah yeah I'm a touch on your body
Splashin' like a wave crashing on the sand
She said she don't fuck with nobody
Nobody but me cuz I'm her man

house
Along with passers by complaining of
A terrible smell emitting from within
Candles lit
Ritual begins
To this cosmic Godhead
Incense, salt and water

him
Now I'm that nigga that salt to your sodium
Bitch, I'm the bomb, I lit the plutonium
Feet on the ground, I'm breakin' linoleum
This is revenge,

heart
And there's only one
But you think there should be three
It's fine by me
It's fine by me

And I need a woman now
Like some men need a man
Spend

Pimps

Eightball & MJG

Comin' Out Hard

1993

can't change
if you don't break a bitch
then your game is lame man
see I'm from Tennesee
wit curls and gold teeth
so every were I go, bitchs strike up

Bitter Side of Sweet

Clint Black

Nothin' But the Taillights

1997

She asked me how love gets along with me all by myself.
Wonders how I keep from getting dust upon that shelf.
She wanted to know how a man like me

understand
In the streets, selling food
Run the feds, with the mandem
Lead a drive by to your cry die
Tell your mama don't cry at the sametime take her life

where the salt junk smells strong
And H is the halyards we hoist with a song
(Chorus)
I's for the eyebolts, good for the feet
J's for the jibs that stand

Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape

Carter called, lemme get the car key
You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie!
Keep a marquise,  everything's sparkly
(Man,  man down) hit em

and the water are the only blues
The only deadline is chasin' sunshine
Peace of mind the only plan
For the Anchor Man

A perfect day by design
A couple

devotion
Man, the plan been in motion
Executed by my potion
I’m the kid the kids be quotin’
'Cause my lyrics give them hope
Faith of a mustard seed
Gotta

Formally most bread was made in the home
But it took experience and a lot of hard work to turn out good bread every time
Though no man dost live by