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(Dead dreams)
Driving my car when its dark out
No seatbelt on I don't wanna be smart now
I want to scream every single lyric just to hear it
Bounce

Making mountains outta molehills
Got my niggas killed
So I pick my battles closely
Know that shit get real
All y'all internet talking for niggas more

the dames
Gimme the range and the wain
My niggas up the pawn drop top jag walls
Blindfold you when you step in the car
That's the superstar status apparatus

Pimp Council

Too Short

Golden Grain

2002

I got a mortgage and my kids in a forest by the bridge
And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge with dem grills
So you understand I was tryna pay me

green turn into hulk
Grinding I cant stop it, gotta turn my car into a truck
On my mama it was tuff as a tolder
I don't give a fuck you aint gotta be my

with simulated creation
Attention gets stolen without compensation
So, I sip my tea and siphon information
Sifting grams of truth from kilotons

the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when

the floor
Exploding like the fourth
Cloud nine
Eighteen
Im alive with a dream
Lala won't reply
Cause he bad needs
Up in the sky heavens outta' reach
God Hung

brain get to oozing
Drag you down thats wut it is when you deal wit a looser
Bunch of loosers my team they ballin we hoopers
Ya shit same shit outta human

but I can't reach
A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp
But as soon as I grab, squeeze
I lose my grip like the flyin' trapeze
Into the dark I plummet

had to to bring home a ticket
Talkin' about deals by the million
You know I been the one 
Milli the one who gone get it done
I'm on that paper route

right!) Them promise to always roll with you
So nigga I'ma send they soul with you
Get the fuck outta here!

Chorus *Fame and Danze switch stanzas* *2X*

money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash

Way down in the hollow,

bed
Just to keep up with the theme uh
Gold-trim on the seems huh
Big garage for the dream cars
Shining bright cause I need all
The wrongs in my life

too Watching my dreams
Two cars in my field two mans on my lips
Good luck in this key ring glasses a Yohji
Bro don't get crazy watching my drips
I been

It's All On Me

Dr. Dre

Compton

2015

pressure on me)
And my homies on my back about me helping them get up off them streets
(I mean what the fuck?)

And it all falls back on me
Sometimes,

cause I'm white
Man get off of my dick man y'all couldn't spit
As good this if you look just like me bitch
And just like a sample that's soundin dope I'ma

and steep like the
Walls of the holler 
Dreams ground down or sheared off
Like mountain tops 
 
You go into any watering hole
Up and down this river

Remember the Titans

Royce da 5'9"

Mood Muzik, Vol. 4: A Turn for the Worst

2010

but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,

Remember the Titans

Royce da 5'9"

Mood Muzik, Vol. 4: A Turn for the Worst

2010

but screamin', "Where's my award?"
Ballin' out of control, never won an ESPY
'Bout to buy a black ghost and call that shit SP
Flow outta this World,

I'm on a mission
I'm a menace word to pest, that boy he always make a killing
Faded off these bars be crashing cars into Civilians
Yeah get get your

the room
In the car you better tune
Into my mind as I spit a cartoon
I'm tearing it apart like Lisa did to Johnny in the room
Or like Napoleon's auntie

of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around

dive into black street
Where there is no Tooth Fairy!
Every mandam life is get toured, beating up like puppy!
Roam, roam around dark zone (Get the money!