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with this rap shit
Come take a look at my stab wounds
Eat a rapper with no spoon
Drop bombs with no boom
Smoking weed in a backroom
Pass out from the gas

its on, you afraid to show

Im waiting in by whip, you hiding out, think I'm wasting time

Im cleaning out my trunk and now Im waiting

You finna be

Fuck Royal T

Knightowl

619 Hoodlumz

and shadow
Talking about the mayhem clique
Bitch don't exist
You got on my fuckin bad side why you throw up that westside
You ain't down wth the 1..3 puto

see a man's blood on my Clarks
(Baow) make the ting come in two by two like
When the animals all stepped in the Ark
(Haha)
Double 8's tryna do Formula

fucked up, the whole damn crew!

Chur, Chur, Chur, Churrr! x2

(Yeaah hah, you know who it is, The O’C, The O’C)

I wish i could live like this forever,

to awaken
for the sake of a promising breeze
And while we wait for more evidence
There’s a feeling
Pure and clear
that this world we’ve created is just too

of ecstasy
She swallows one then rolls a blunt
Givin' rest of what's left to me
Best eyes I'd ever seen
Flick of red in a bed of green
I hesitated
My trust is

the toll
Part the red sea, let my niggas through the door
Please let my people go
Get out the way
Feeling good, nothin left to say
Wish a wood Chuck Taylor

a blood but you know my Wes' slimey
Wipe a nigga nose real fast c'mon time me
Drill that boy in 2 seconds fuck his bitch in 9 minutes
Coincidence tooly keep

more he if bled bent

Verse 3 (OT The Real)
 
I was staying in my holding cell, cop's face and nose was swell
I don't go to the hospital bro, I go

From up early with the birds looking for the worms
On the corner collecting crumbs off the curb
From two phones with three locs taking turns
With my

had to keep myself distant
You say you a shooter, you say you a trapper, Yea, but we call it bippin'
This is just the beginning, just give me some time

plans,

I’m like big man,

Hold on wait I’m saving it,

I'm talking bout trips in Dubai,

Red roses & money declined, 

Now I got time,

Look at the way

of a panther
Red, black, and green bandanna
Enlighten by the rays of the gamma
The waves of the stanza
Flood the webpage like a cancer
Somebody tell Sway this

This for the Deshawn, Echelon
Lil mama and her friends
Lisa, Teresa, Maria, Tia, Lia and Kim
I love y'all broads
No disrespect to my dogs
But I love

as a deterrent for our issues
Neglecting communication wonder why we argue
I've been one up so long by the time you get one I'll already
Be up three
I'm petty

Cash Machine

Hard-Fi

Cash Machine EP

2005

time is tight 
I've only just been paid 
Three weeks five days, 'til I'm seen 
Right 
No
I scratch a living, it ain't easy 
You know it's a drag

Cash Machine [Radio Edit]

Hard-Fi

Cash Machine, Pt. 1

2005

machine

I try to phone a friend
My credit's in the red
I try to skip the fare
Ticket inspector's there
No no, this can't be right
I live an honest

gotta like it, but gon' give me my respect
I been the rawest one. Main thing you really need to know is..

I get buckets

I get buckets

I get buckets

I

Landed on a planet, man, I thought this place was safe
'Til the population panicked after they scanned my face
Tried to tell them that the scanner

One on One

DJ Smurf

Dead Crunk

1998

hands together
Put your hands together for D-Roc and Kaine and DJ Smurf
Next time a red neck put a pistol down

Nigga killer, bitch you ain't heard

Another Niguh

Sticky Fingaz

Decade "...But Wait It Gets Worse"

2003

die
Six niggaz eat, divided off one pie
A nigga as ill as me is so hard to come by
Squeeze this rap shit til the well run dry
I never spoke to one time

Uh okay
Let's go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Summertime Twenty twenty-two
Shauna Moon yeah

Uh
Yo nigga passcode is my birthday
Drool on his mouth oh he stay

by now
Y'all should know it
Im just a poet
I do not even exist
This is your own mind
Try to just think
To try to retrace back yo step
Yo flesh guess,