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The Ocean

Unlinked Artist

Coast II Coast

2001

as good as you looked
I'd trade in my head phones and my notebook
For all the time you took up to shine
Shook up my align-ment, hooked up to silence

right by the waist
Tiger sword on me too just in case
Play the notes, Dragon coming from oceans
He lay all to waste and he down to erase
This is trap

lining up to
X me like an asterisk
They laughing in my face until I
Kill em with my adlibs
So when you talk about 7
Better mark me down as an underdog
Only

I tend to start wars when I say shit
They ask for the truth but can't take it
You live in a world that's so basic
There's more to this life than

Bumping 'Get Throwed' By Bun. B
In the old school baby you see me
Looking like a model out the centerfold
I wish you could have caught my outfit in 3-D

the way that I actually met her 
Said to "shoot your shot" so I grabbed the Beretta 
All is war in love and war 
And boy she's killing them in that backless

texting
She on a verge in a split second, I wrecked it
Came back with the freestyle
And I don't know what I'm gonna say, it's on me now
Dee got the camera,

and then I'm out
Just a young nigga trynna get paper to buy a house
I'm all in ya head
Ain't no time for no chillin'
You niggas is dead
Ain't got no time for

Tonight, a political clash months in the making
It's our first chance to see these candidates go head-to-head on stage together
Voters are trying

that porch
Low income living, stuck in the trenches by force
Life come with ups and downs, but it's best to stay the course

When you're back against

Bitch tryna see in my head like a cat scan
Im a good guy, but they treat me like a bad man
Foot on the gas, can't quit, I got plans
Claim he a savage but

Holy shit
You should see the state I’m rhyming in
My bedroom so fucking filthy I
Can’t even find a thing
All I can see is my beat pad all lit up

em
They can talk too much, i prefer to hold my thoughts in my head
Why we’ve got these problems not your business, so leave me with that

Ay, tell me

heights
Peace ice tea in flight
Business class holidays spent many nights praying better place
Reminiscing them broker days
Went to war with a poker face
Im

Let it soak in
This gon’ be another win
How many raps I jotted down and threw straight to the bin
That don’t matter though, now I’m speaking wild

to belt it 
I mean I
Maneuver like I'm a cruiser
War aint the only thrill
Heavy the head 
But the shoulders know the drill
The pen is elite and
The visions

from the old heads
Man all my peers a lil more dense
Ion mean no offense
Ion want no gate might have to leave em caged in a gold fence
Ion sit on no

gonna get all of this nonsense
giving my all all of my conscience
I need
It all came in abundance
The substance numbered
By the months that
I've slumbered

some blackmail, they play my music on the radio
Hit a nigga bitch on the beach by the patio
Smash myself in the head with a piano
I just acted like

Yeahh

Soulja Slim

Years Later...A Few Months After

2003

stuck in the street 24-7
Pulled up on the AVE., nigga sold me a Mack 11
That's a throwback gat, gotta stamp that there
Give him dollas, and he can have

A child is crying on the tv screen
Reminds us everyday of what has been
Wars a fought without an end in sight
The world's divided black and white

We

head cause you catching the flow now
Yuh back to the real talk
Had some opposition keeping me from the hilltop
Tryna walk in righteousness while making

Used to drive Vectra's (Skrrt, skrrt)
Now I'm in the Porsche GTS on a head rest
(Snap Capone)

Ah, I just had to bath in some petrol
(Splash)
Had to dump

kept face in bowl Pyrex
Never ungrip by mighty claw
Let the spirit speak I ain't gotta flex
Bloody face cus log saw rough
Bluff base snugged free like