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your loyalties lie
That situation was coincidental
This ain't no wishy washy
No way I feel like fucking stopping
In the S3 one fifties clocking
I be so

grateful to keep it under the rug

Cause throughout my life you taught me how
By living it out and now it′s my turn
Three words said firm
I'm so nervous I

Baby Girl

Eightball & MJG

Living Legends: Chopped and Screwed

2004

make the world go round that's what they say
Conversation rules the nation in every way
My mind thinking shit and I say it before I know
I'm

Ghetto Qua Ran

50 Cent

Guess Who's Back?

2002

Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave

a conversation not bout a payment
Better find a way to pay me
No love from me lately
Barely love myself
That ain't right
Please erase it
But it don't escape me
Tag

really happening 

Chorus

3rd Verse
Try to survive the night you’ll be dead by daylight I might throw some dynamite or shoot you on site killing them all

to relieve you of your ignorance 
By shattering your spiteful state of hinderance
And Introducing you to a harsher reality
That accompanies today's troubled

Jim Crow is alive and well
Weu0027re living in a special hell 
Where might makes right and good men die 
Cause they're not black enough to hide 
From

on the couch then
We hit a three way, woah
(Damn)
Bitch I'm patriotic, bleed red, white
And blue if you ain't about this
Country well motherfuck you
Your cousin

froze near death, came out disturbed
I am the shit
I thought you heard
My doorstep stores way more than like three birds
I'm sorry, Marley and me
My dogs

said I never showed what I could do on the court
This way before I went by Zander the Fourth
I put my all in the sport and came up short
He said If you

Syrup, and listen to French house
Records with the lights off
And the bass way up

She worked at a convenience
Store down the street
And I'd stumble

on
We're like Snoop and Pac

And that's the way it is
I don't love you any more
Back in the day I did we had amazing times
We even made some kids get

He might get bucked

Is we marked for death? maybe marked for life
Cut by the gem star, razor tight, try to avoid that
Get this money up, live right,

Everybody in America got a cousin big Jim
Walking to the store getting chased by dogs
Lady round the corner selling candy out her house
Sugar water yea we ate

let's go back in the day it's the best way cause one thing i know best is being Jim dawg in a dawg house before rehab jimmy was born in rehab der was

just like a Rasta high
And if I die, just make my coffin fly
See I had to fuck the game, I'm talking sodomize it
An outcast, you see the way they

Hey, this shit's so disrespectful
Let's get it right in
Look
Rest in peace to the Wu

We've been young N' flexin', that's way before school
Play that

like military
Three Humvees and it's very scary
Get to praying boy, hail mary
Out of my mind like Jim Carrey
Side bitch in her feeling
Back

I grew

Let's get it right
I was seein' homie's tryna flee, tryna ball out
On the court, roll up they be firin' for 3's
Tryna lick J's no weed
But I

Miley Cyrus
Balling like Jim Jones bedrock like I'm Flintstones
And I pop pussy the same way teenagers deal with pimples
She freaky and I know bruh she

connected I carry like 3 cellies 
Don't fuck with me I'm from the same city as Jim Kelly
I Think I've said enough 
But pussy niggas always acting tough
Boy

a man

Wait, with the standing ovation
We still a long way
But dammit we done came a long way
From coaches stationed to classes depending on races
Damn

when I couldn't afford to cop da gas
Mark my words
I'mma be whippin in jag
My momma down to earth
Rip my daddy up in da sky
They used to call em Jim Doc