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never heard a word
My homeboy's momma cool but she smoke crack
Now getting high is how she bring her son back
Imagine that so many kids are living this

Friends, how many have 'em?
How long before they split like atoms?
Don't ask me, but what I do stand behind
Is someone havin your back, seems hard

I leave the game on snooze, yall got like ten more minutes
Rap's SEC, I'm getting all up in your business
By my third album I'll be a triple crown

about the mother
She doesn't have a son
You sit next to yours
Surrounded by bars
As close those doors
Lost hers, but you have yours
Too late to repent

My mom is a thug with the bomb-diggy bud
And her palm on her gun
Just for blastin that ass
Actin insane for the platinum chain
And her new album's

a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by

[This song is on SPM's album, but SPM isn't on it, only Rasheed]

[First Verse:]
This weed got my brain burnin',
Learnin' as the World turnin',

albums was a classic but don't nobody know
So was Son Of A Vet just to let you fuckers know
Huh
Me and Tracy's Son connect
Two of the best
From east coast

When you're weary, feelin small
And tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I am by your side
When times get tough
And friends just can't be found

still fears God and it's all a bit odd 
He sent His son down to rekindle the earth
Restore your relation to Father through birth 
Adopted by blood written

have to have ‘em
In fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son

started
Dropped 2 albums sounded so apart and
Y’all still in the same spot, sound the same as we all did, yeah
Don’t compare to me these others
We are not

R.I.P.

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this

Tough Luv

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

need each other more than ever, don't leave me by myself..

[Chris]
Young Chris... (check it)
Young Neef..
Together for ever, Neef & see
I give

year forget last year
last year outta here
ahh yeah this is our year forget last year
last year outta here

yo son try 2 sound like me u cant do that

boom)
It's fucked up, I heard my man told to come home early
Your daddy a bitch, that's what I told his son 

I listen to rappers' albums, literally

of the worst
Heltah Skeltah back bitch it's it DIRT
Think about it

Yeah, we in the house heltah Skeltah
Da Incredible Rap Team, DIRT the new album
Right now you

(Yeeeah) Karen Son the Album
I ain't got a date but I'm working
I got 'em
Ayo
I got 'em
From the point of no return when they thought it was over

belongings forgotten

Where I've gotten is not by accident
Faltering faith but its never ment
Influence in this life got us all tryna vent
No matter my faith

Play Your Cards

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics [Clean]

2007

Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards

Yeah, okay I'm back, sit back and listen
First album platinum plaques, now watch it glisten
The badest

blown away"
Nah, fuck that, my family just wants their son back
Lucky me, I'm just a scumbag
I watch a little TV, then it's back to the lab again

Fast
I often think about the fight of the Black Man,
Told by the world he can't think like others can
Eat and drink where others can, shackled by his

ever lived and that I'll never step
With all of the giants, demigod
Child of God, son of man
East Wind's vying
I pray that I'll never land, Peter Pan,

Nigga get yo hand outta my pocket nigga
Get yo hand outta my pocket

It ain't nothin' nice

Ras Kass: Son I'm skimming through the
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