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nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life

Thank you, all y’all, no time for shoutouts
Still mad at Manny and Floyd
I

Father; my fate has been sealed!" 
Battle scars are made just to heal 
cnd that peace of God comes from grace when you kneel 
To pray and then faint is

(Yeah)
Might make my side woah cop me a Range
And put it up for my bitch, she got the best brain
Pull up by myself, Miss Pearly don't need no army, bitch

Friends, will you bear with me today
For I have awakened
From a dream in which a robin
Made with its shabby wings a kind of veil
Behind which it

through the rain
I earned these sunny days
Look at these clouds we made
Look at these roads we paved
Even with the delay's
We kept it running relay
Stacking

Slickers, folks from the country, Freedom Fighters
And you can't stop it
These boots are, boots are, boots are made for combat
And you tried to lock us out,

on the flight but I'm glad that you never made us
Getting money from these breezy is to easy
As boot legging the brand new jeezy n new weezy
Cause they'll either

Won't be won't be long till i take off
And have all these girls tryna show me what there made of
Surrounded by cake just like the great british bake

most definitely from
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make

heart, cause these hoes try to break mine
Break bread with niggas they act like you was never around
We young as fuck
What you rushing for?
Nigga take your

most definitely from
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make

understanding, I need some understanding
Together as a team if we are locos puffin {?}
Style and finesse 'em, boots match your dressing
You are made for me,

were the Happy Days, these the real years.
N*ggaz is brain dead with sh*t bags & wheel chairs.
For the record, I don't give a f*ck who your team is.
cnd

and vicious pack of rats
These rats have no fear
They trained for weeks... months... years
Joy and laughter, heartache and tears
Rats will penetrate your

lined by lights
These are some of my favorite nights
They're the ones that I've dreamed about
We cross the road laughing in the rain
Our clothes are wet I

' round sayin' I am him

Can not lose myself walkin' round sayin' I am me
I wish all of these niggas understood their capabilities
Times are gettin' hard,

eyes glisten
Speaking in heartbeats, can you hear my song?
Losing my mind, can you sit by my side?
Can you come hold me close 'till these feelings are

askin' why I don't leave her alone
Treat dick like a pickle
Leave a nigga with no shit, like he had caught the sickle

I'm R.B. for a hoe by the tooth
My

will conquer all
I am driven by the promise
I made to myself that I'd never rest until I stood over 'em all
But the seconds are tickin'
And my blood is

photo
Back to back, see that I runnin
Back to back, made it at four

Way out at Cap, time to smoke somethin
Locked by the lock, he be cappin', tryna run

for chutes 
It's just ladders that I choose 
Cuz we only going up, if you not then get the boot 
It's a hoot, it's a hoot, it's a hoot, it's a hoot

of gold and black leather
Made me wish that I was better
Oh sad eyed lady of the lowlands
My warehouse eyes are empty as ever

Now it seems so long ago
When

made for toys.
I wan´ em real thick an´ juicy.
So fin´ that juicy double.
Mix Alot´s in trouble,
Beggin´ for a piece o´ that bubble.
So I am lookin´

Bikeriders

Lucero

Nobody's Darlings

2005

by his side. 
Kathy's still the cutest girl these boys'll ever find. 
Riders line up bsas out on the scramblers track. 
Levis jeans and leather jackets