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culminate with a five-hour battery
Of tests, performed by four separate disciplined PhDs, had begun
Eventual Diagnosis Autism

Even though her maternal

The coolest its like a fresh can
Make music for the passion
A-Dot-T dont gotta tell ya bout that rapping
Just look to see what I'm doing
Boss moves and dropping

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

a rhyme
And suckers will log it
The freshest shit you wrote was
Whole heap of stink garbage
Got a witness by my side, the truth to tell
You can ask BI, my

learn to Bob and Weave 
Gone the distance shorty tell me just to stop and breathe
Truth be told how can I not compete too many nights lost I had to walk

gone drop his ass then we ducking twelve
If its a witness get his ass too just so he can't tell
See my bro was a cool ass youngin back in grade school
He

why I just need me a rider
Tell the truth, do you really love me? 
Do you really fuck with me?
Tell the truth, do you really love me? 
Do you really

high as you?
Pray to Ja, I rant the truth more than
Niggas get grizzly too
I smoke this weed, I'm in the booth
Letting all my fears go if I tell

the fire
If it’s you, man I’ll show
Love, till I retire
In the booth, damnit go
Hard as f*** I’m wired
Tell the truth, aim to blow
Only up and higher
Which

a toothpick
The masqueraders are passing out
Party favors and
Playing games that appeal to
Our darker nature
Like William Tell with a loaded Glock
If you're not

pass you by
Say I don't need you, it just me myself and I
Most are stubborn, but I'm a different type of guy
Keepin' truth in my heart, until the day I

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

cause labels
Don't know how to market the truth
Let's go now we run the streets eternally
From the Carolina slums to
The streets of Germany
We moving in

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

on the road now
Every chance a nigga get
I need that space, I need that time

Every time I told the truth
they tried to tell me I was lying
I done seen

setting the seeds to establish
I'm definitely all about this
Im fresher than allison's outfits
They ask if it's a rap or poem I just tell them to stop
I'm

Sheila

Jamie T.

Panic Prevention

2007

fuss"
Drunk, she stumbles down by a river
Screams calling London (London!)
None of us heard her coming
I guess the carpet weren't rolled out

"Oh

but I'd tell you never mind them
Yo it's kinda funny with the boof-a
They saying what's newer I'm saying what's to ya
I got a meal ticket but it cost

tell the truth like it is, I think it’s best that you know
Never censor this music, play it on speakers for the people
They’re gonna hate me, they’re

night
Let me tell these fucks about 8 Mile road
And how we run this bitch, let the truth be told
Black truck convoys stretching East to West
With little

The God MC
I wonder how the Christians felt
Nigga you a god too
No matter what the system tell you
And never let the system fail you
They'll derail you

Now

been in them streets

 Like a stray dog or and alley cat

Big dreams of  me owning a Cadillac

Wearing some nice clothes with some sunny light yings

this angel too far
But the drops boundless wit demons
I wont face look at my face yo it was stained wit fear seen jason
Relived the scenes of street