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Somehow my love is sliding away from me I didn't see this, falling apart it seems I ain't no victim, won't walk a one way street I'll take my chances
the bedroom Man in these streets Bbb beast in the bedreeom Man in the streets Bae beast in the bedroom Man in these streets My baby he love me He eats
Windows of the car are as dark as my eyes Guided through the road by the rays of street lights Often coughing to my coffin I've forgotten how
alright Through the hard times They know They was sceamin on the low And It's alright Cuz we just want the bands And it's alright And my nigga just died
whole notebook of raps Every bar raw when I write It's like cooking crack I gotta mean street team That be pushing packs I'm getting gravy like the 80's I
a little bit bent By which I mean crooked Criminal, sometimes sorta like a animal Theiving, leaving greiving women and Matter of factly Also for a while
whole notebook of raps Every bar raw when I write It's like cooking crack I gotta mean street team That be pushing packs I'm getting gravy like the 80's I
ain’t no more I could say Sh*t sad, n*ggas die every day Street code, never talk to the jakes Beast mode, I put bands in a safe N*ggas hate but their
All these feelings that I got I probably put in a song All these years rapping I been really tryna get on We done cashed out bands I'm tryna get
My father´s fears like a rolling train through my humble youth Trying to understand how his loss was put to use I watched him grow old and sad in
to the street Opportunities missed Ex Bitch Gone Who's next Prayers go to God that she come with better neck Her Me Runnin' up the bands Flying cross the globe
sad im on to anotha Fucking on yo mother Then i kicked yo lil brother Gosha by the ounce bitch keep it under cover Imma motherfucking fighter so i
with me Find us a way to get up out the streets Find me a way to go get me some cheese Putting the w.e. right up on the map We the ones that be doin'
take But I'm hoping that the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine Walking through the city streets Is it by mistake or design? I feel so alone
I was blowing all these bands for no reason Had a run in with the law But I beat it She lemme Billy Jean it (Beat it like I love her) I spend racks
All right now, now listen Little girl walkin' down the street She gotta subway smile & a heart in heat Say I'll work it for you daddy (Work it for
on the street Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free Bone Thug gotta show love
getting money Smoking L's by the hundreds We got blow, we got molly We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money Killing niggas for the money,
Sad and horny Down bad for you It can't last long like this I just wanna I just wanna end up in your head Stuck but I'm posted, with my band, that's
m*******n sad) With government money To teach them how to farm Not only that (6ix12 uh) They provided County Agents (Word on the street is, Yung Leg
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) I lost some old friends I had to tell, "No" (look like DJ Chose) The streets they washed up most of these niggas
Come on, let's see, some laughs, then we Can do the same damn thing again next week I love it when it happens like that I smile because it's not all
tolerance keep peeking but Doctors quit seeing us now we seek illegal buzz My pharmacist is in the streets to fuel addictive tendency’s By any means heal my
people David lived through the war in Iraq Even earning a purple heart by saving His crew from a roadside bomb, but he Couldn't survive the streets
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