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never speakin facts
Tryna touch them beatle racks
Way I  keep the route jumpin
I might bring the beeper back
Never learned to change a flat
But I was

loco, and year nine fezzo
And yo, how would you feel if your cap got peeled
By an looney b.g and hard is steel, so chill
For an second while I wrecked

a stamp on my passport
Still going; a terminus won't make these bars stop
As I operate like a tyrant
Take you out in public and hang you by your privates

Hot Legs

The Jones Gang

With a Lot of Help from Our Friends

2004

a working man.
I'm gonna need a shot of vitamin E 
by the time you're finished with me.
I'm talkin' to you,  Hot legs, you're an alley cat.
Hot legs, you

Veyd the other half a Marley
I'm bartering over barley by that wheat, in the farm with it (Damn)
I'm just talking shit
I got a bone to pick
Rotating

niggas capping  in 
They raps no they ain't standing in the 
Streets I was only seventeen and I made
Sure them niggas eat and my brother he 
Ain't had it

that I fucking did

I just pray that the lord forgive me for my sins 
Took so many Ls but they was on the chin
I got a grandad that did seventeen in

own, don't ask me for a hand, that's over with
All the scars from gettin' backstabbed, the pain permanent

Had to get right by myself, tighten up that

Ooooooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Inspiired (ooh), yow Enygma (oooh) seventeen

Carry mi gun, carry mi gun dem
Buss bwoy head very
Carry mi gun, carry mi gun

did it,
I'm poppin',
A feature wit Roddy
By keeping it real, 17, no body, don't Know how it feel, more bodies, Been Dropping, since Fizzle got killed,

seven bully teens
And they are behind, I never saw them since my seventeen
I'm a street fighter! You wanna trick me? No no no no no!
My life is a show,

Seventeen gallon body when I pump fuel
Tinted windows on me, Haters tryna see through
What you want foo
I ain't got the time for no lazy ass bitch
Look at it

stupid song
But I'm gatecrashed by Avanti west coast giving me a breakdown
For everybody else's journey will she just shut up and help me find my phone

moving pills I sold my mother shit
Six-teen...They thought shit was sweet I gotta rubber grib, By Seven-teen... Fucked the baddest hoe's inside my mother

pack
She’s on my lap lap
Right on track track
Headboard like rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat
Here’s to the trap trap
I was sellin’ weed by the pounds
Now

with the dime hoes
And I pass em off to a nigga like Lonzo
Keep em by my side shawty gon' ride
I was in the cell waiting for time to go by
Yea I miss my

get hot like summer
Cuz I be the man, look deep into my eyes
Bitch y'all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
Mr. like shoot it out wit the police
Mr. I

so proud I'm the face of my people
The Kidz From Da Gutta best band since The Beatles
I do it myself I ain't doing no favors
Kway in the cut like

I just met a bitch her name Felicia
If he testin' I slide with a needle
Nigga I'm makin' hits like the Beatles
And I don't want your hoe you can keep

a abortion
Good genes no denim
Sick of riding in lyfts and rentals
So I took a flight, Naw I never met the Beatles
But I know a regal, that means ima movie

the game, the playbook l studied
I'm guaranteed to make these hits like The Beatles, no punch buggy I swear
And I'm nice with these double entendres man and I

to Paimon
Bumpin' "Colors" by J Rock, Weezy, and K Dot
See, I'm a soul survivor like Young Jeezy and Akon
So Heaven can wait, Jay-Z featuring Raekwon

than the beatles
I stay posted like I'm Shaq Diesel
If you hatin' on me that just shows that you're evil
I was writing down lyrics all day
Me and God

All I See

Christopher Williams

Changes

1992

you not to be afraid
We touched, then your smile turned to a blush
I had to get to know your name
Then I got your number
seventeen  and under, maybe