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At this point man i don't give a damn
Start to feel the world slip thru ya hands
Ain't no judge, but i'm giving commands
Like if i say it, then I

to fuck ha friend
If she wanna come along, then I'ma leave her pussy red
And now I gotta fuckin' spazz, I see J.O. in the back, I see him clutchin' on his

Take It Back

Unlinked Artist

Okayplayer: Truenotes, Vol. 1

2004

when this song come around
this shit so crunk it'd make Lil Jon clam down
hits out the trunk never shook
so by the time you get to the hook
you be

something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get

for the future, I’m done the past
I’m fucking up Santa on sight if I see him
I’m punching his belly and kicking his ass
Rudolph can get it
That red

They talm bout who that be like
Bitch I'm BusyB the fuck from out my business
I ah kill ya
Bet they gon' laugh at a nigga dreams till I got millions,

know you

Uh, too conceited I gotta be shob
Hit my barber, I think his name Rob
Line me up, you know they gon floc
Jersey beat, you know I'ma rock
Three

Damn
ZENN
This shit got some kick, metal hit, she dancin' to a diss
We hit him in his face and in his  fitted, need a medic, bitch

When I'm

the money's in good hands, huh
Four rings like LeBron tatted on my dashboard
Fly shit, clean body tatted by the passport, huh
What I rap for? To push

the night countin' up all the hours
That I spent thinkin' about ya
But I'm alright I'ma just glide
Get in the Mazda let's go drive
Mama keep callin', sittin'

me
Had to do it by myself, cuz we done lost too many homies

I mention Zo in every song, hope his family know I missed him
When a homie caught my

the justice you love went up in flames
Talking bout the system set up by the republicans
Countless murders, they still get out on bail
Where’s the justice in

aight (One love) 
I'ma send you a letter and this song through a kite 
It's an evil world but I knew that though 
Lotta people curl when they choose that

you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,

Sound check
Go so before I start dey burst
Hope say you dey buy my song?
Cause if na few dey get am
Then that one no be love

It takes a whole lot

dropped
Worst case I'ma take ya spot flip ya switch off
My word play impressive
It don't fold
Better Listen up close cause I'm teaching y'all a lesson
I

Gangsta

Lil C

Throweder Than Throwed 2K12

2012

the judge won't spare ya
Like Malcolm X, Mandela, Shae Gavera
Yeah my squad like Terror, aka a terror squad
Catch me sipping Remy Ma, in the back prison

Gangsta

Jae Millz

24: Season Two

2007

the judge won't spare ya
Like Malcolm X, Mandela, Shae Gavera
Yeah my squad like Terror, aka a terror squad
Catch me sipping Remy Ma, in the back prison

Cause I am my ma son
I swear I been here before many times
Right before writing on walls was a crime
Right before writing on walls was a crime
Trying

Someway, one day
Someway, one day
(Perry been shootin')

Free Lil' Tootie, he got told on by his codefendant
Shouldn't hiked the ball, he found

with benefits
Scroll up ma and join the list
Like you know when I’m with my Squad I never do no wrong
Now I’m hopping out my bag imma Put it on this song

I'ma do it till they all know His name

I'm running off of the Spirit and coffee
Know I don't copy, a proxy
About to take y'all on safari, a journey

was in for a ride
Divorce came next now he empty inside, 
So the devil come by, and he offering peace,
In a bottle or a bag so he fall to his knees

cage fightin time
No questions for my brother put ma life up on the line
Niccas scare to catch a body in them songs they be lying
Niccas tough ona net