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worse than losin' money, ho
You gon' pay me, if you gotta be a hooker with five toes
Sellin' draws, lickin' these balls make me fall in love
Breakin'

Bout the South

Three 6 Mafia

Prophet's Greatest Hits

2007

worse than losin' money, ho
You gon' pay me, if you gotta be a hooker with five toes
Sellin' draws, lickin' these balls make me fall in love
Breakin'

are eaten up
And the lobby is silent

Down in the dirt
Tell me what it's worth
Your silver skin takes my breath away
At the Modernaire Motel we can hide

listen
I come from the dirt to the top of the ranks
After they hated on a nigga
Cause I could go fuck a new hoe everyday
He ask for a verse
He asking

had to pay you that
What kind of friend would I be?
If I ain't pay you back
I bought a 40 and a magazine
Of all the cars, hoes, clothes
That I

Wake up, wake up
Nigga, it's the first of the month
Pay up, pay up
Buying all the drugs that you want
Wake up, wake up
Nigga, it's the first

4 tha Scrilla

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

I'm nuthin but a killa doin dirt fo the skrilla. 

50 ways to get my scratch on fool, 
I'm a killa fo the skrilla, that's what we do, 
It's, ah, fo

are all victims of this corrupted collapsing system
To the wise use your wisdom, to the young pay attention
And the strong get that dirt out your third

I'm making million-dollar moves in these hundred dollar shoes.
And I'm praying harder than you'll ever know.
I lived on them dirt rodes came up dirt

Nobody my age doin what I'm doin
Said he got dirt on me
But that boy was just bluffin

Said he could pay my rent
But that dude irrelevant 
Said I would

stop no I can't quit
I can't quit now no not like this
I won't stop for as long as i breathe
No, i won't stop for as long as i exist
Fell in dirt n got

that
Sitting in them cells should've trust that
Indictment on the charge should've sold that

This is dirt city music
All them people riding to it
This

the shot
You don't ever listen
Feel regret, you aborted mission
Owe me an attempt, pay the debt
You made a promise to me
That you would show up
Where you at,

the dirt and I'm still here
They tried to count me out but I'm still here
I took a couple losses but I'm still here
Ain't nobody on this earth that I will

bop
I been grinding for ages standing on two feet
I been working for ages tryna earn pros-per-it-y
In life you gotta work, get that money from the dirt

u up
Blocks Hot
Boo!
When i come around I'm throwin Bandz
Got these niggas eatin dirt dirt
Burning rubber in that benz got
These niggas feelin hurt

bills to pay but I'm overworked, what's worse?
A dollar don't get you very far these days and to you that all I'm worth
No more than dirt
I'm worth no

and a cart if need be

Running these roads with my brother in tow
Hair to our shoulders scrap and copper sold
Man wants to pay with a plastic card
But out in

the morning, late in the evening
I'm getting red dirt rich and Flint River pay
Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day

I'd get a little farm-pond bus
Sound

mind
And when we stray we pay the price
But we take a chance and roll the dice
And we just end up

Lay down, face in the dirt
From the waist down,

talking hard
But they ain't got a speck a dirt under they cleats
I swear i draw the line
If u kaint vibe wit me n***a
You gon have to get the f**k from

Or trust betrayed.
Whatever choice she makes
For this mistake
She’ll pay and pay and pay

We
count the crosses row on row
Not the dirt in where we
sow their

deadline...
Eviction or pay.
RENT!

Roger:
How do you write a song
When the chords sound wrong, though they once sounded
Right and rare.
When the notes are sour

"Eviction - Or Pay"
RENT!

ROGER
How Do You Write A Song
When The Chords Sound Wrong
Though They Once Sounded Right And Rare?
When The Notes Are Sour
Where Is