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and I do not know sis
I got the juice that she wanna sip
I'm like a island surrounded by drip
Heart Broken, pockets loaded
I be so high at my lowest
I

Interlude"
Had to face the facts, cause really its the fucking truth (Yea)
Could send a 100 shots, my love for you is bullet proof
I think about you every time

dumb, I just go dumber
Bro keep a rifle by his side but he ain't no hunter
I really got some nice kicks but I ain't no punter
They say I do a great job,

From the O to Mexico, we rip shows, gotta let them know 
How we flow, when we get the doe and roll a little harder 
So we smoke a hundred yarder,

My hands are dirty I do it by myself
Filthy dirty all ten of me
My hands are dirty I do it by myself
With love

My hands are dirty I do it by myself

for a while
Only knew you for a while
I chip skylark no smile
I always move ahead by a mile
You can't find me low profile
Niggas don't know why
I got

And a cat jumps out from under a van

Runs down a side road you somehow failed to see

All the hundreds of times you've been up and down this street

sick
I will always be your nurse
Your lovin' is the blessing
And its lifting off my curse
I said it before
said it a hundreds of times
said it in my

I know what I want
Ima get her back by the end of the month
Live your life take a risk to have fun
Seven days a week someday ain't one
So I stay

the next 
I love these damn people I meet but why would you take them away? 
I'm fuckin blown away by the fact I'm supposed to believe what was written in

the core
Water the diamonds they dropping like Core
Kick the hoe out whenever I'm bored
Higher and tired, I'm floating I soar
Like what's the score, 100 to 4

the ghetto
Downtown all around with the metal and the devil
These bitches gotta go
They are tried to jack me for my dough
I got that Fo Four by the door
I am

(hahahahaha)
(Karlos got that juice)

You ain't nothin' like me, nigga
I moved a hundred keys this week in my sleep
You ain't nothin' like me, nigga
My

I feel you in the wind 
Your black locks are all i see
I wish you could’ve been here to see me grow 
It’s been 9 years since you left
I didn’t have

the account was froze
So cold it's like my walk is filmed in slow-mo
A hundred networks and still running, connections are still tunneled
The transfers are

that they was gonna pick my side
Many times, I ran it up, with no one by my side
That's how I'm designed, I create' and then give
Aint Got the time to be

you everything you need, when times got cold
I stood by you, in the rain and the snow
Would of showered you, in diamonds and gold
It was 3am, you was

somebody told got 5 o pulling tricks.
Got to pay car note and water bill and they both do by the 3rd.
Everybody had the weed so I switched it up to syrup.

Street Monopoly

Killarmy

Fear, Love & War

2001

[9th Prince]
Yoaw! I'm 'bout to torture the phone, the phone piece
Leave it deceased, six feet deep
The 9th Prizm, Mad Mizm, get up in 'em

Aiyyoaw,

it healing
The sound hear the voice of the acoustic guitar
Where do you wanna go not by plane by car
100 Miles or to paris is that a little far
We

island
You take me their
I let you take me I let you take me

Baby you bring me to paradise
Captivated by the look in your eyes
Might leave with you if you

100 I'm 3 no Cozart
That's all I know, I'm just bein' myself
Always had me boy I don't need your help
Sixteen years old had a master plan
Eighteen years

Don Juan Dot.Com

It's Friday late after nine
I'm not going downtown tonight 
I think I used up all my last pick up lines

On my laptop messing

want designer things, but please don't get me wrong
I run my bread up, got my check yeah, I did it by my own
Knock knock, who is at the door?
Is that lil