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know I gotta find the rhyme
That get inside of your mind
Whenever I
Spit it out
Spit it out
I Spit it out
Spit it out

Lyrical minded you know I gotta

How You Want It

Big Mike

Hard to Hit

1999

qualified
To be slangin' records nationwide
Bitch ass niggaz talkin' bout how they down to die
And why y'all ain't gotta ask no questions why
Partly

the trap, like T.I. or Jeezy
Claim to be a O.G., like Snoop Dogg or Eazy
Knowing you went to Cali, won't say no names
Had a pretty red fitted hat, he

aint wit that
Come around the wrong area you gon hear click clack
We dont do the chit chat, so you better sit back
I be with my demons dont get split

Who told the grass is greener the other side
You gotta hold on tight to take a painful ride
Yo, I'm gonna postpone all my stuff
To sit down write this

dear
You worry 'bout the wrong thing
Gotta let you you know
No respectable female or male or animal
Get the flow
Unless the person in charge say so
Now

doubt in me
I've just been on my own grind
And sometimes that's just how it be
I ain't wallowing, no need for sour beats or counseling
I'm proud of me, if

Robinson
All 8 hit I'm a star like Jackie (Star)
You a lil boy in school wearin khaki (School wearin khaki)
Talk to me wrong and you will get left in da

called ragu and told em' y'all owe me racks
I go off like pitch black I go in like that's scary
Sometimes funny but I do be dropping gems you can carry

Do or Die

Brownside

New West Coast

2007

[Chorus]
Gangster life in the city
You know it's hard to stay alive
Because we gotta do or die, ooooh
Gangster life in the city
You know it's hard

I don't know what went wrong, and I don't know what you mean
I'm like LeBron his rookie year, tryna put on for my team
Been writing songs since I was

a reason for my suffering and my grieving 
And I believe you in my heart and in my mind too 
But I got to be honest sometimes it feels like you lying

(we'll just) wait for tomorrow to break
Sometimes someones tell you they know what is best for you and,
somehow everything they say is wasted, wasted

Fuck this man
I'm just so stressed
I'm like so overwhelmed
It's-
It's kind of frustrating
Sometimes I think and I wonder and talk to myself
I'm just

Number one candidate without an election
I'm imperfect but somehow I'm still perfection
Yea
And I got models all in my section
Right or wrong i guess

No one they see the police let a killer on the loose

While people staring at you wit a mean glare you know it's true

But you hung wit the wrong

Joanlee - ”H.I.D.I.”

Written by: Joanlee

VERSE 1: 
I see a bigger picture for a particular lifestyle
Things coming together and adding up like my

Don't be concerned if you think you look stupid
Baby by the bar starin' like she got darted by Cupid
Blue & Red dress, red pumps, lookin' the cutest
I'm

Niggas be goofy, don't bring a knife to gun battle to stab my back
Live by the code, got loyalty and morals, principles, won't fold

You call that lil

stop a tunnel
The hate is music to me, hearing Trumpets from a Donald
I turn on the TV that gotta be Ronald McDonald
Ain't nothing stopping me from

dont drive by
You'll end on up news
Get a page all inna paper
But it won't be nothing good
Cuz if yo lil group not from round here
then dont come up

slashes subconsciously
Scrubbing blood spots

I find myself feeling alone when friends stop by
Head off in your bosom's the only time I get shut eye
Astro

The first night was a very first night
You didn't even try to call
Oh, I don't know why
What's wrong with me

I can't even sleep at all
And I'm not

You gotta stand on ten
Yeah forever standing on ten
Say I'm a opp but that boy never spin
Fuck your lil brother
I know that he dead
Hop out the rolls