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a drill allat pop shooting
How you hold the gun
Shawn Marion
We Call em that cause they shot stupid
I record by Rossy
Cause he saucy
We be raguin
Floating

replaying everything that you said
How many times a nigga can repent
I told you I was baby ain't nothing left
And this love two faced Harvey Dent
How'd you

on Live !
Say he with the other side, make his mother cry, show them boys how we step !
I just did my time cuz, booked for homicide, ain't too many of us

Fly
I just want to see them fly
Fell my thoughts and hopes as they breezes by
I feel it griping slipping from my eyes
Imma let this tear fall tell it

This one dedicated to Cassandra Lynn Souza
(I wanna spend some time with you)
I love you baby
I remember, when Shawn gave me the phone. I thought...

having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but this bag hit harder
Wipe a nigga nose We done knocked him off She

I can see it coming
From a hundred miles away
Got me moving 
Yeah i do this
There's no other way
Got no options
Yeah i'm locked in
There's no time

hush you like a kid
In a crib, damn, it's time to silence the lamb

Big L gotta silence the lambs
To my man D'Shawn gotta silence the lambs
To Naughty By

myself by all these hooligans
They all questioning how I been doing this
So I gotta stay true to this
I just want a big stadium shouting my name
That's

on this reefer (Reefer)
In love with the dope (Dope)
Smokin' by the gram (Gram)
Up to a zip (A zip)
If I don't smoke it all, deals I'm finna flip (Finna

cannot refine
And Indy Heat Records is beyond its time
So dope; its so cold like cryogenics
Im getting better by the second
By the end of this verse Ill be

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes 
That with this music I will bring my dream to life. 
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, 
I wanna blow up right

trip Riding on this road
Layered in brick, concrete or gravel
Who cares where I sleep the night, long as your face, is by my side
Don't need a 5 star,

In Memory of...

Soulfly

Primitive

2000

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes 
That with this music I will bring my dream to life. 
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, 
I wanna blow up right

In the Memory of....

Soulfly

Primitive [Import Bonus Tracks]

2000

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes 
That with this music I will bring my dream to life. 
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, 
I wanna blow up right

I changed the times
This is Eezy Money Franklins, boy these is dangerous times 
Never disrespect me on a verse that’s a dangerous rhyme

This is

understand all the hate
I can't be around nothing fake
I'm a goth star by the way
So alone when I'm gone up in space
Im going to get this bread like a cake
You

Show my ass when my time come like Soul Train (train)
Pray I never leave this life in vain (Everyday I see)

The definition of a soul that's just full

survive
My girl so fine I cannot refine
cnd Indy Heat Records is beyond its time
So dope; its so cold like cryogenics
Im getting better by the second
By

Washed Money man
This shit ain't on you, it's on you, man
Let's go
I been accumulated wealth
Ran the bag up by myself
200 bands with no help
Out

deals Nigga take It to trial
A week after his son birthday my nigga died
Man I'm tired of the bullshit Excuse my yawns
This chess not checkers so I move

What's up this whole thangs about up
Double A
Man I'm talk'n 'bout
Amp Adams
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's your man Double A
What up
One mo' time
Get

to the riches ain’t no stopping can’t quit it can’t wait to look back at this time and say we finally did it.
What good is being rich if all your n*ggas ain’t

I don't believe in wasting time 
I gotta bring this flow to you just like an irrigation line
This is elegant art like vintage china plate designs