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feel beaten, I don't bite back, go down on my knees for a reason 
On-site Satan when I see him
BOW break that bread and eat it 

I put my arm in the air

inhale, inhale, inhale
Sour diesel, white widow
Kush by the boat load let’s go

Yeah nigga, yeah nigga i done re-upped
Got a fresh boat load of that loud

I'm working nine-five chasing my dreams I'm trynna go chill on a island
That's by any means behind the scenes I know that it's all about timing
When

that we smoke
I said fuck that, you get free smoke
If I say this, they might re-vote
Why I'm the king of Grime by default
Big ego, man can't diss my

Heyyy
Feel like I been in my bag, shit I needed one
I can see right through your blinds like the morning sun
You thought I was stupid and thats why I

I can't
I can't
I can't
I can't be owned no
I can't
I can't be owned no
I can't
I can't be owned no
I won't be sold by none of the shit that they

I can't
I can't
I can't
I can't be owned no
I can't
I can't be owned no
I can't, yeah
I can't be owned no
I won't be sold by none of the shit that

think I'm in custody
Most niggas, they been rapping because of me
Feeling like Young Dub harden on a mic
Three-pointer when the net go swish
Got me

stretch me
And mane the police on my trail
I pray them bitches dont arrest me
We gone kill em one by one and we go by two and we go zip the dog
Hold on hold

rewind
Woah wait, on vacation shawty we can go recline
Gas pack in the air
Shawty I might lose my mind
She said I don't care, long as ill be by your side

hold on
May the eye on the prize not guide me wrong
And if I'm ever blind in side I'll walk with God

Day by day, step by step
Steady looking to pave my

you showed up
I mix that supreme with the polo
I've been getting cake by my solo
I'll be on my way I'm in Soho
I'll be on my way I'm in Soho
Smoking

Jamaican Joint

Cam'ron

On My Way to Church [Clean]

2004

Killa, Jones, Jones, Let's Go are

Clowns don't come around, pound pounds I pump in town
Do like House of Pain, Kriss Kross, jump around
Jumpin'

Black-Throated Wind

Grateful Dead

Steal Your Face!

1976

Bringing me down
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by
The buses and semis
Plunging like stones from

I thought it was a forty
Yeah, they were nothing for me
Now I'm thinking that it's all me
She got a big mouth, thought it was a forty with a drum
She

engine at a tyrant convention
Let's go!
and try to blind the contentment 
A fine time to be festive 
We wait in line for the ending 

I've been ready since

They disguising the truth
Is the sky really blue oh Lord
Did we find any proof
I was blind and confused oh Lord
They disguising the truth
Is the sky

a bitch
I'm at the crib by myself getting drunk as shit
I think I gotta problem, I got a bunch of problems

I'm just a nigga from the north side, looking

Honestly I been too tweaked,
Pop like forty pills last week,
They been talkin all that rara,
Ion hear cuz talk is cheap,
 Runnin my commas,
Really

Flamboastin'

E-40

Loyalty and Betrayal

2000

[E-40]
I step, I step in the "Club" aroung twelve o'clock (clock)
Me and my folk (folkers) after the after "Spot" (spot)
We bought a - Rimy (Rimy)

as hell
Was sneaking out the house on the roof but a nigga fell
Damn wait hollup
Niggas cant say i fell off my pape go up
A nigga might be a dope fein

twenty condoms on me
Popped a Viagra i'ma break the bitch back
I'ma hit a home run strapped with that forty
Look at me, bitch i look like James Tony
Thirty

horror has been normalized a cynical defense
But I can't sit there silently and watch it all go by
The strongest hearts will raise their voice against

horror has been normalized, a cynical defense
But I can't sit there silently and watch it all go by
The strongest hearts will raise their voice against