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For all them fuckheads, leave
That ass for dead, 'nough said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my baby's gotta get fed
I'm all

song
I’m thrilled by all the jewelry
The chocolates and the teddy bears
Most ladies would be grateful
To a man who clearly cares
But girls like that

that make it into my music
Without you, I couldn't move it
And of course
It's Local

I left some hoes by the coast and now they washed up
The ones who

to everybody
Ay I'm on a wave (wavy, wavy, wavy, splash, game!)
Can't have way too many on the boat
Just to be safe
You probably wondering
Why on a track I say

Highest Niggaz in the Industry

B-Legit

Lunitik Muzik

1997

Yes I'm able, 
Cut up the gonga, 
I'm Philly label blunt sponsered, 
Blaze mo than a Grateful Dead concert, 
Smoke-A-Lot-tae, 
So sweat the collar

because of Johnny Dang 
I be going buck wild when the Shotgun Bang
To the Bank lol with a smiley face
Switch hoes like a speed date selling like eBay Nina

It can't be. Can it be? It might be
The dead has risen
The Undertaker is here
Oh, man
Born again, I died already, yeah i'm back alive
Too alive, bro

Mexica
Hear it in my tone
And rythmn bumpin' in ya speakers
I'd be lying if I said
"It's really nice to meet ya"
And you'd be dead by now
If I refused

the first, it's who did it the right way
I'm living my life in the fast lane
Future as clear as a glass pane
Overthinking won't stop yeah
Cause I be loving

Scared straight, the one that you hate
With pervs all be stepping with weapons
That keep my nerves on total destruction
The wrong one to be fucking

to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride

to it
I know some hoes be trippin' on the low, I'm too used to it
Really got it by my lonely, they refusin' it
Remember when they want me dead, back

with by not giving your mind enough time to be healed
Drowning in the silence of my solitude
Pissing mouse on cotton, fill up the swimming pool
Losing my

Roving Gangster (Rollin')

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause

1998

school
Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
No place to be I gotta let these knuckles know who the fuck I be
I'm still the (I'm still body

is universal 
I'm grateful, 
Take a breath and no issue is pressin'
As I tap dance over kick drums and strings by Stefan
I just talk it through
Can't

a studio is universal
I’m grateful, take a breath, and no issue is pressin’
As I tap dance over kick drums and strings by Stefan
I just talk it through,

the curly hair, ambitious youth
Down by the law always sittin' on the wagon of truth
Three bones came to be, dancin' around my brain
Now Johnny law's coming

the love of Christ Love is no big deal
I gotta be with someone that can Love me that much
A ride or die watching the clouds Roll by

I like to watch

I see
Johnny caught a body on the west side
Tryna get a dollar for the best side
I see
Everybody wanna be a king pin
Caught up and they thrown into

miss me
Remember 8th grade all my friends used to diss me
I be by myself got a problem just hit me
Wit me and myself with the drum singing Whitney
I met

talk, that lad and I'm no wimp fam
I ain't even going to quit AFTER I'm dead

Real big spliff when I blaze in my grave
Six deep, all pale and bony as fuck

of you, but you don't wanna be grateful
I can't even see you now
'cause you're blinding me
Phoning up my cell now
You're just reminding me
About how you

Falling soul another dead man who ain't stand on what he owed
Ask the window to my soul Simon Riley ghost
Counting money tryna get my mind right man

If it wasn’t my fam and if it wasn’t for you people
I wouldn’t be here today I’d be dead I’m truly speaking
If it wasn’t for my daughter who had