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everyday 

Cause we seeking more change 

Like we're looking to break a bill 

To die is to gain so kill 

The way that things make you feel 

Rely

This shit ain't sweet it's bitter
(Uh)
No kitty shit we in a man's jungle
Remain solid or your plans crumbles
I ain't participating in no dumb shit
I'm

in my way
Are causing me to murder any part of me
That stands in my own way
I reminisce back towards better
When things were simple, we were kids
We

back when I walk in the party
Way she be movin them hips like
Like I'm tryna give her the wood like marley
Like you do all that lovin for what
Like
Just

-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our

We too high to fly
Too dumb to die tonight
Time flies
It ain't no surprise
When I die these words survive
Now that's a paranormal vibe
This kid

This scythe of mine gon' slide on you Kiddys
Four five lеave you silly
I rise from the gritty
Shе'll die nine times when
I handle that kitty
That thing

it kind of took me by surprise
First time I seen your pumpkin head, it kind of took me by surprise
I swear I wasn't staring, mama.  It's just my eyes

Showdown

Q-Tip

War Zone Revisted

1999

some get geese 
Now what be the shit that make them niggas think 
When they ship come in, they ship won't sink 
Everybody you meet on your way up, you

die in real life
Don't play me
AR-15's, I can show you shit in HD
Real street nigga
Look both ways before you cross me

Slimy, rugrat, dinosaur, repty

a fuck
I just want to ball like I did when I was young
Run up in the mall snatch something just for fun
We might die tomorrow every night we going dumb
I

kind 
Stuck in the past (but) you can't rewind 
Can't leave it to fate, I'm getting mines 
Been losing my faith, I pray I don't die
Pull up in Jordans

I was all in for you this time
Now I need some space,
Girl don't blow my high
By the way it really blow my mind
How you keep a straight face every

Microphone

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

piece
I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and shoe prints
When I bless a joint, it's like Spock
Came up

know I could kill yo' ass in many ways
Watch you die slow like as much as you blink
Leave you in yo' crib till the neighbours know this'll stink
You's

got that glizzy
I get that silly
Top what a feely
She gimme that kitty
That shit worth a Milli
I'm in the biddy
I told her get with me
Hitting you up I

by the pound, I get dumb high
I still smoke it by the pound like a rasta
I send money to my niggas sittin' up, yeah
I send money to my daughter,

You woke up looking at the dumb box and they were speaking in Italian
You don't understand a word, but the volume's at eleven
And you can't change

by my side
Ohh ouu
I
Keep on telling I die
If you ain't here or inside
Don't go baby , if your not by my Side
Woah ouu
At Midnight
She off the clock
By

Lost my ways in the depths of the Hollywood 
Then I fucked up in Georgia 
How the fuck yo girl do only fans and you still think she Georgious ew)
I’m

Getting pensive by the minute, it's not your everyday
Some say the chat is kinda bitchy, that trigger finger itchy
She's a lighthouse in

make this shit work, ain't no other way
But if this shit don't work, find another way Get to the bag for my motherfuckin' own sake
Each day a new fit,

against your minds eye
Unless you really really wanna mother fucking die
If not today you can try and pray or just wish your fucking life away
Either way

And the things that I did
These bitch niggas wouldn’t dare to do
You try to change them
By given
Not new to you
But what if I told you
Got some things
Hope he