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That's the N***a

Mystikal

Ghetto Fabulous

1998

the fire ya
Eardrums snatchin', champion, cheap rhyme busters
'Til the day I die

I say I lie
Bitch, I'll be fuckin' on your grave singin', “Ay la ba”
I

real Lonely
I told my self I’ll never fall off
Work on myself even on my days I been had called off cause there’s no time off
My girlfriend think she’ll

smashing your girl in the Benz and she down low
Make em say woah, woah
If a rapper want beef I'll serve it to em real cold
These rappers want smoke tho

smashing your girl in the Benz and she down low
Make em say woah, woah
If a rapper want beef I'll serve it to em real cold
These rappers want smoke tho

leave my mark and be somebody y'all recognize
Told my bro when he leave them bars that I'll make sure we set for life
Everybody wanna see them stars but

know how I got these scars?
I'll show you that myself
Half the reason that I ended up this way is how it felt
I just need a minute eulogizing where I

Still gotta get that all you care About is money
These days before she know your Name she wants to know your Occupation
Gotta be sure before she deep in

knees
Begging for some freedom that I'll probably never see
Got you thinking I’m addicted to relief
Like I’m a victim of my grief
Bitch please
Keep these

any day
Because there's no one that would make me feel this way again
Sucked on my dick that's a ten out of ten
You playing these games, but you never

feel the cold
Yeah
I said hello to the dark as the devils temptation held me by a harness
I said goodbye to the stars as the unsettling feeling of spring

me
Mind always breaks, me at a party pacing of bacardi Mason. Hope the harder days done and
these scars will fade some. Armed and dangerous with these

the earth
So much royalty at birth
I'm the tip of the iceberg

Scraping the plates
Fueled hunger to be great
Apartments to mansion estates
Saw these days

But I'm tryna be strong
I gotta write her these songs
To get the blood off my palms)

It just doesn't feel right
When you're not by side..
I know she

can make it this far I'll make it anywhere
5. Long as I stay aware, Long as I stay prepared
6. Looking up in the sky I see my angels clear
7. Yeah

and blow some trees You rollin' with a G, baby
Welcome to the madness, slept on couches, fuck a mattress
Comin' from the dirt, now I'm surrounded by

powerful
My lips are really weak

I am not a gangster
I'm inspired by most of em
Shout out to my father I can't boast of him
Momma taught me how to be

Baby let me buy you some
She wanna hug I wanna fuck
I Can't hold yo hands but I'll spend bands
I don't like to cuddle
Shorty shaped like Betty rubble

theses never having a deally
Better get your coat it's about to get chili
No chill when I spit please don't be silly
Rock a goatee looking like my name

future it's effected by those butterflies
Freedom!
I wish I could be real
I wish I could be me
I'm lost in the details
I'm trapped in your TV
Freedom!

an addy his body's a temple
These lady's ways have erased everything that was special
Don't let it break you I promise, let it be what'll make you. Yeah
But

picked over
By the handicap kid with bifocals and big molars
I'm Mick Foley, Mankind kind wasn't nice to Coby
Grind 24 / 8 days straight Now I'm twice

the meter
Yea my last been filled with drugs and with all the leisure
Girl I ain't turning back with all of the pressure
And I'll be counting bands yea there

A night I'm just going to go over
To the most attractive woman in the
Room I’ll flame out in
About a second and a half
And then we'll be done, and we just

Y'all never been crisp
Never had crisp never knew crisp
Never out never do crisp damn
But there ain't never gonna be two crisps
Wait, wait, wait