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the open planes
Core strength like I'm doing planks, yah

Big stepping size nine and a half, count that
Cheese on my mind its Wisconsin, ain't no mouse trap

'm way too cute
To shed another tear, this shit is overdue
I got some shit to say so here's a sneak preview
Like Miss Onika said, you're my son now shoo

arrive
It’s right on time

Holy Ghost, count me in. I’m all in.
Hold me close. I still got soul to give.

Oh so long ago, I sold my soul way down

Badmannaira
Telling you all day
I love the way e just dey go
(Yeah)
I love the way the beat dey go
I love the way e just dey echo
To my ear wan make

the one who's to blame

The one who's to blame

Was a time, that he led, many men through the mud
All in honor of their king
Counts the days, till

the beat go
Hit you with something that'll rock ya frame
I feel like an animal
Surrounded by a freakshow
Ready to jump when im out the cage
If they can find

with my man Andrew Jackson
My bank account and Ben Franklin just maxing
So I sip Coors while my fifties I sort
Once in a while I'll lounge about in

could count on besides you
I'm just being honest I wouldn't lie too you
I would be so broken if you passed away
I would shed so many tears down my face
If

By Your Side

Malina

Club Series, Vol. 4

2001

count on you?

Come along and give me all the things
I can't do without
Show me what love is about
If you want it, too

And I'll be
By your side

to war
Fight for my right to live
No job just my wifey and a couple kids
I do not dream of work
I'm working for my dreams
I want 3 coke E30's
That's

won mount
All of them won mount
I dey tell the girls hi them dey tell me bye
Them dey tell me bye
The boy e don get now them won come by
Now them won

Crime Pays

Young Buck

T.I.P.

2005

lil' young nigga
Who thugged out all night on the curb, came up from a GRAM

And bitch I got 'em warrin for 10-5, the new nigga in town
I'm the king

to the west
For the east down to the west
I remember,
Kess used to gimme shirts
The hood used to count on me to kill it when I go on stage
Girls used to call me

stop until I've freed them all
With you by my side
We'll birth the world that should have been
Break through the front
Break through the front
Bury

Every pen I write withs like a barrel aiming at yall
Every word I utters like a hair trigger on arms
Where they can always count on trauma yeah

to align.

Embrace all of your tears, yo it’s human to cry. Cuz one day you’ll switch gears, yo just give it some time. 

Yea, your not alone if you always

older I ran around causing you some tears
Had the police calling home having you in fear
Hard headed pissed off without my dad around
Sure he’d come by

sweat and tears I've paid my dues
Ten thousand hours with a number 2
Transform the one to number 2
These rappers a bunch of number 2's
Make these words

myself is now like a cruel game of I-Spy
Can't shed tears now that you're gone
So now I find I can only cry inside
If only being alone was a crime
I'd be

The show stoppa in black Prada
King me like T’challa ima scholar in mancala
Speak with no wahala me and Allah remain solid
I been at rock bottom with

(I always loved this shit, nigga)
Yea
Gotta let my hair out on this one
cnd Imma keep spinning around, in case I miss one

Gripped her by her pretty

of all
But Creator chose creation's womb to work redemption's plan

What can I offer this King, Redeemer and Lord of all?
It breaks me Lord that earthen

compared to how I feel
I could wake up being broke but feel like every bill
Yeah I'm talking Ben Franks yeah me and the homie chill
Yes I get it by means for

my name
G A B R I E L bitch we ain't the same
Body slammer with the hammer make you hoot and holler
It's a pity Imma strike you down true high flyer