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yea yea yea
this the one
this the one
this is that
mmm yea
pouring rain you'll find home
if you're scared you can call us
we'll help you
come

jibbering-jabbering like an old man
Reminiscing of back in the war (oh)

I'm naturally, massively tall
I should be practicing basket-ty ball
But I can't find

Let's Go

Chris Lowe

Black Life

2004

home, then you know it's a wrap
Let's get it goin on, yo you know where it's at
I got you, your man ain't gettin you back (let's go)

[Chorus]

Man, I just copped the bag
Now I gotta run it up
Niggas always interfering
Always tryna fuck it up
Guaranteed that brody come and knock you for

tapping on the rev,
An believe me yea were proud,
Cuz life is gettin sicker by the day,
therfore we'll always stick around,
Tonight you'll see the size

the bars that I’m telling
I be callin em out they be at home stressing
They’re nervous anxious and sweating
I’m cool I’m calm I came wid a blessing
Only 24

other hoes affected by my lack of affection
But when I do the shit to her, she doesn't pay it attention
I could fuck another bitch and she would probably

you so much
Hahaha you acting just like them McCleney's again
You can't control your emotions
Why don't you act like a man
She said you going to treat

they ability to rap now
They think they can take me in battle, man come on down
I got God right by my side so I don't fear any clowns
I got no tears left

Yeah
Barcodes on our skin tone
It’s all good ‘til it hits home
Our goal is to win, though
But it’s a far throw to the endzone
That’s why we’re afraid

stillness makes you naturally active
The veggie state, I got the key to peace
A sharp melody does the body, good
Majorly impacted by stories stolen in

so bad, they don't ever sit You rather use guns before usin' fists
They tell me no, but I'm so used to it She walk by, I make sounds like I'm Ludacris

believe you man your whole life is wack
You like a piece of the thread with no strings attached
Try to go every way but that way is a trap
Tighten up pave

been around the world (gotchu) oh no oh
They say women are from

She hail from Cali by way, way, way far out in the stars
Familiar to the charm

hit you with the Tombstone
Got yo heart beating different tempoooos
Diamond dozens they be coming by the loooad
Just take me home into my city
Bottom

stopped by a bitch ass cop
What the fuck imma do now man, fuck bro shit
You can't shoot a cop
Fucc you bitch ass nigga hahahaha
I creep and I crawl
I creep

cheat on death, he'll seek ya
Gra-gra-grab you by the hand and delete ya
Ta-ta-take you to the pits of Hell and make you yell
I'm sorry, you can't hide

So far away from the home that I once loved
The clouds are massed in the Bali sky
Sweeping so wide above
These simple rhymes are driving me crazy
I'm

Ascended into heaven up to God's right hand
Where He stands as intercessor unto God for man
He promises to bring us home so I will stand
What you trusting

gold
Never coping fashionova Prrr
Fuck Niqqah fuck the twelve
Ten on my check then Reinvest
Fuck lemme coup that Rov
Fuck let me coup that rov
Man I

give the blind folk sight and a dead man life, I been waiting on it
Boston's finest on a whole other level
Y'all be hot you ain't nobody special
Boy I'm

host, I want you the most
Man I know asking kid for your number's gonna be hard
But then you slipped me a note that read East Boulevard
Look deeper in

the smoke
We like it hot
We want a bop
We on the floor, yeah
And we wanna, we wanna
We wanna

We don't look, there's no bright side
Gentrified by the white

a man, he's a weirdo
Heard that he's jealous but I don't care
Why is he flaunting designer
Covered in washed up garms that I wont wear
If we both like her