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half off a hit and it come w a grave nigga,
 
Look, 

Told em to stay the fuck out of my way I will not stop,
Jump street like hopscotch, 
By God I grew

and the party's still goin 



[Pacewon] 



Yo Yo 

Bitches chasin after me 

To No Limit like Master P 

Got a Life To Live like Ericka Kane I stare

Ayo Spitty what time is it?
24 hours to live Manny the young Ma$e
24 seconds on the clock I hit the pump fake
24 on my back one day I was eight

that you wanted now (yea), how you wake up and live a lie, I swear God You a real one, been a day one for all of my healing, at the same time You hit

the day we win niggaz is gonna fall from Wood Hall
Thugs who seen it all, this is war
The streets ain't the same no more

Niggaz came to keep the roar but

Bleed - the need - feed a lonely heart
Cuz I'm outchea  ALL BY MYSELF
I put my vest on n strap up BY MYSELF
Hit the door, ready for war BY MYSELF
Nobody

ima start bombing this s***
Believe me 
You cant see me 
By the way i make it easy 
Boy we off in this b****
Ooo i cant get tired of making hits 
My

can't see me
By the way i make it easy
Boy we off in this b****
Ooo i can't get tired of making hits
My b**** tha bomb i just bring the tick
If you ain't

shit that'll prolly have these women all on my spit
Oh he is sick, but look like he live in a truck on bricks
I'm like Kacey Kasem, suck my hockey stick

They say for a party, I say it's dogma to America's artful lie
Sniffin' the party line, intoxicated from white
That fake superiority created by

Yee-hah
It's me everybody howdy, Lil Darkie, with another Christian hit
(Yuh)

I took that fella round back to the water hole
I turn that critter

on a nigga
Let me in the door if you wanna go to war
I'll bust way more than a rhyme on a nigga
Bicycle trip we'll ride on a nigga 2Pac shit all eyez

While these imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It's GOD over Money honey, the New Edition, 
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion

I live
And school my friends
They grade us on the work we give
Or the church we in
And teaching us to work these shifts
And rehearse these scripts

through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me
it's never any fun
they say they already have a pussy
they don't need

say you want to live without regret
Then you forgive
But never forget
Keep a close watch on your heart
Protect your neck
Before you play around you

Ventilation

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

Time goes by puffin on a lie, hoping that it gets me high
Gotta nigga going crazy, crazy

Niggas wanted to kill me, got locked up and never found

say you want to live without regret
Then you forgive
But never forget
Keep a close watch on your heart
Protect your neck
Before you play around you

My 19th Birthday

Dave

Game Over

2017

cake
That's why I'm livin' three lives, I'm in GTA
I'm in Los Angeles drivin' a Mercedes 
And it's funny because honestly I didn't think I'd see LA

Street god take pride in the life I live
All night with the goons trying
To line up licks
They was talking bout love til
The spot got hit
War ready

little nigga put me on
Drop albums hot freestyles
So let me hit them with
A little bit of Flipmode
Bust your head then bust your rhymes
You better cut

Raised by parents that worked on crops
That drop like stocks in Salvador
Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another
Hits the core
In Houston

want to be higher
Just want to spit fire
So ima hit this mugwort 
And teleport 
To thwart
Wars that you support 
Till your empire falls 
We lost our

Pockets on Barry White
Deep as fuck no end in sight
Spend it quick then spark a light
Hit the gas, enjoy the night
Make it back then do it twice
Dare