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its time that you get off your ass now
Better catch up 'cause you're out of luck

Off on my own
Are you still sleeping at home
Got my mind on a brain

Dusted 'N' Disgusted

E-40

Sprinkle Me [Cassette Single]

1995

clientele but I will prevail
by sellin the broccoli dank instead of the crack cocaine
try not to steal narcotics
When these punk MC's and bitches be

time but i'm froze, 
I'm tryna live through the wise eyes of my elders,
I've got to make it got to do it i am not a failure,

five times
You're a Fucker that won't come by

You're a nobody
You can't even come and say hi
You're a Woman that I demise
Get this Woman out of my sight

my locker
This bitch keep asking bout the time, I'm finna clock her
I gave her dick, she left her body, she need a doctor
Ja is a average kid
That no

of the Innovation yeah NYC we don't play.

Supersonic Im matrixing my ability

the curse of competence

Yeah man hunted by creativity. Welcome to the album yeah man

like?
Puttin' it down for my niggas on the south side
North Carolina, South Carolina
And all my little bitty overlooked hick towns
We 'bouta hit y'all

One time for my Rebels in the BackWoods 
Two times for the ones rocking Blue Collar
Three times for ones out in Turkey Ridge
And REST in Peace Pawpaw

is reverence for ancestors
For my presence on earth to be accepted
By the elders of the legend indebted to be on record
Goddess composing the notes

by the boatload (That Henny)
Disrespect the Lyfe that's a no-no
All my niggas dressed in that rojo (Redlyfe)
I ride for my guys, that's the bro code

the silence
We're too drunk to plan tomorrow, still not completely numb
As time dissolves we share pieces of mind

We searched our souls and unbought

They call me down about the features, complaining how my money can't feed them
I wanna know what time it is
I specialize in the hot takes
I'd rather

Fallen Angels or Not
Written by Jimmy Andrews © 2022

I saw him while stopped out the corner - my eye
I looked away from the window no matter how

the flood
And the well will dry
Don’t let it end this life
I tell you, you’ll be alright
The times you say goodbye I always pray it’s a lie
I beg not to lose

Ancestors
We walk the same path as our Elders, the spirit never left us,

I went looking for some answers, I found Lessons
By the riverbed, is my reflection

knowin' it was flyin' by
While we were makin' plands that didn't make sense
Wastin' time, wastin' time, wastin' time well spent

She matched my tuxedo

was funny.
But who's the dummy
now you done lost the hustler
my down-ass brother gonna be replaced by a bustler
and though I got love for you
I know I

make you feel right"

She just got finished soakin' my dick in her mouth nigga
You put time in this ho, oh, let me take her out Benihama's
Oh, let me get

really you?
Don't know where to go when the air's to cold
Don't look at my eyes and say it's my fault
I don't want I life that I can't control
Every time

craving ZaZa
Call me papi not her dada
Turning pennies into quarters
Step by step improve my net
Cut off friends I'm closing borders
Lost my bitch I cannot

to disagree
Six songbooks written
By the time I was fifteen
Born in the middle class
Success never guaranteed
I used to wonder why
The older folks never made it

were never not good at playing the child
And this is no fun, sweets go sour
When it's said and done, I hope I got paid by the hour
You could hurt someone

robe
She lived a life of peaceful joy Under her hood, in bright worm days
She left her home to stroll (in) the Elder Wood 
Deep on the path, words

back to the crib
F**k her once and kick her out aye 
That's just how a n***a live

I walk in these Jimmy Choos
I'm getting my jimmy chewed
I don't want