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that could faze me
Stood up tall to a bitch nigga
He was surrounded by all his fake hittas
Told him we could settle it all right here
When I was done his

(Verse)

You The One I Get To Take Out Get Take Out
We Can Put The Time In Dine In We Ain’t Gotta Make Out (Swim) But You Know I’ma Rockstar, Martian If You

by your ego now 
you cr-y 
Gal (Girl) I’m sorry,Im over you, now you wanna tr-y
The only time we get on/ is the sex when you satisfied, he’ll yh you

Mr. Will you tell the old stories again
The ones you heard a long time ago
Sitting by the campfire with family and friends
Guitar songs

cash go poof like ghost
Ik you seen I kept her she fresh tho 
She murdered me don't think you next h*e 
I️ ain't no goof
Too much money to the roof 
When

The Beginning of the End [Album Version]

Boogiemonsters

God Sound

1997

[ CHORUS 2X ]
Livin in these last days and times, check yourself
And what you feed your mind, I know you
Can't be blind livin in the future

[ VERSE

much mileage
Mileage on the dashboard not enough stamps on my passport
Trying to let the bullshit fly by
Like a motherfucking matador ole
Spanish

of growing strawberries well
One day shots rang out they heard Marshal Humphrey shout and cryin’ out for help
Two bandits on the run holding on to faster guns

sign!

Bought a car just the other day,
Man could that baby run,
But you know what they always say,
There's always a better one,
Got a tumor in my brain,

(Celph Titled:) Celph Titled and J-Zone. Back on that bullshit, you heard?
(J-Zone:) Well drop that shit then, come on

(Verse 1: Celph Titled)
I'm back

Faces of Death

Spice 1

1990-Sick

1995

Faces of Death, hog my dreams out of drains fools 
Pullin' pistols, tellin' niggas to get the fuck back 
I'm regulatin shit, there's money up on my dope

a knife
In search of the good life

From the church, the home
On down to the prison
People want to know how is he and she living
Does he work?
Do you wonder

Rocky, I'm writing you this letter
I'm in the Sunset Home
My grand kids went and put me here
They got everything I own
I know you're out in

a nazi steps out of line we'll definitely give them a fine
But we can't be way too harsh or who will deal with all the crime?
I know you're mad about

Sipping and swerving on the PCH
I got smoke in my eyes
I ain't seeing straight
She got a body like a model
She ain't eating cake
By the end of the night I

beyond this plain of existence
I asked God for greatness and he gave me persistence
Had to adapt and over come, my partner acting different
Switching up

Texas Blue Jay
Flew away once I sang
But I scream pretty loud
And my guitar I do bang
But Blue Jay knows about banging
Hell he's been singing 'bout it

still unconscious and beautiful (who, me?)
But naked and wounarable
you say you'd like to know me (ooh)
Split visions, I wouldn't want to hurt you
By

'm not 21
18, but my bitches 21
She finna sip by the 'til the Henny gone
Joey Trap, you hear Joey rap
Oh, I heard he slap like yeah, he do
Homie rap, you

the second day
Never thought that I could get some sleep
Some are saying he came free
But I'm still praying my soul to keep

In the outfield badlands sit
Balls

Robbin' of da Hood

King Sun

Strickly Ghetto

and rob again
Willies think they're bein set up by they own friends
Fuck what they think, and fuck what you heard
Little do they know that it's

Indiana 
Proved me wrong when I claimed my rights 
He showed me the tree of a willow 
How to love, not put of a fight 
Well, I'm doing fine in Georgia 
Got

banging for more
Skip to my
Play with the gang get turned to a corpse
Fuck a hoster g, clock in the shorts

Im the hottest, tell em n that i said it
Want

You don't know me, Where I come from
Broken home, projects
Heard a drive by Once
Saw a man with the death In his stare and
I prayed for him as he bled