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Get High to This

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now [Surped Up and Screwed]

2003

and they never had ta scrap

[Juicy J]
He wore a vest so we shot him in the neck
Made his body cold left from red and wet
Body curved up like a cornrow

"Never again"
I done spent two days on my room just
Prayin' to God like "When will it end?"
(End) then I stepped outside on
Violence, had an assignment,

coming

Shoutout my savages, man
O J did this shit
Get with it, told him don't play with my fitted
This shit right here could get wicked

I'ma go getter,

since they drove down my block carrying Biggie's urn
From up the block, 'cross the street by the store
When my man was put in position, told him peep

Another level
Love how I’m going up
Paper coming fast
I had to speed it up
My name it start with J
Ima genius like jimmy
Give me brain and share your

Verse 1: 

Okay the come up,
We was starting to warm up,
Loving the feel the music brought
To me when I jammed up
Listening to B.I.G, Nas and J Cole

weed
Now I jump in the beemer like Jimmy Schnook
I'm a crook, never play by the book
You can tell by my look
Damn it's been a short time comin'
But you

it
And you better never forget it's your boy J who wrote this
'Cause you and I, are friends for life, for eternity, I promise

Day by day
Day by day,

my yard
Bitch I'd go solo if I had the fucking option but it's out of my control (What)
So many people in this head I'm taking roll call with a scroll

concealed
Just another mary jane fan licking low and high, for that real love
Who cares where I sleep the night, as long as your face is by my side
Don't need

FIGHT.
Yessir, that's the... plan,
Dress up, then... FIGHT.

I never had no enemies
I got too much love to give for free
Just give yourself the time

Krez, kill this motherfucker
Ronny J produced it
Feel like Usher with this huge chain
Diamonds, Boomerang
I can't go out unless it's you and me
I'm off

was showin' love, pussy nigga, I'm the epitome
Killshot, never took a hand out from no one
I got it poppin' myself and I kept my dignity
Inspired by

the nightstand by the lamp
Yeah, Call-Call Of Duty shit, when it's bed time
Ain't runnin' from nothin' but some fed time
J hit my other phone, that my

really wanna get down with us
Then you better turn up and adjust
I'm about to make your
Brains game more juiced
Comatized by the strange slangs i use
Ima

and revive
Vibranium black don't crack
And those feeling despised
By they own kind, we kindred in our spirits aligned
Like Jordan they want our mind our price

nigga snatchin my chain
It was bad had to hit me a stain
And she never gon love me the same
I jus got some Wock
I got Tris up in my piss
I for start

A Nightmare on My Street

The Fresh Prince

Halloween Hit Mix

2011

right
And we had just gotten off of tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and down watch

can't slow down
I think it's time to drop a tape
I try again, I try again
But I can never get it right
I had a dark past, but I pray to God
That my

Back in '04 I had that J-Kwon Hood Hop "Tipsy" spinnin'
Walkin' around the projects Walmart Walkman in my pocket grinnin'
Ponderin' quite often how I

gone blow
Big ass chain and this hoe gone glow
We was posted all night by the store
Whether it's hot or cold Ima still get dough
Had dreams bout racks

meals
Say fuck this record deal,
I'm a graduating scholar, got me throwin just as met,
on my line when I holla
Pay me by tha hour, dey wanna fuck nothin,

On my mama I be goin’ crazy
Hela fast 90 On I-80
I be to it and i'm never lazy
Ask me for a favor it’s a yes or no never maybe
Steady on my shit Im

the white sheet, leave a lil space so I can breathe, for my lil meez, this is me, open book, c it reads, Folks aint shook, smoken j’s by the book, yo bytchez