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about street
I could finish it by eight
I'd hit that block by nine
Perfect cubicles of work
We leave that office by three
Shit, shit, I got a whole beat

Don't tell me i'm bad, i'm sorry i'm a devil
I'm making it, you know I ain't got no limit
I'm trying to win, to make up some hits
We ready, to start,

You're All I Need to Get By

Motif

More Than Magic!

1993

me up the hill.
There's no, no looking back for us, we got love sure 'nough, that's enough.
You're all, you're all I need to get by.
 
Like

break down doors
And I know that I'm clapped
And I took your girl
But trust me it ain't my fault
It must have been all this sauce
I stepped in clean

tragic
We all make choices, you made the wrong one, I swear I'll never re-ask it
That bitch keep tryin' to play me, watch her new man end up in a casket
I

November. I try so hard to make me not remember-
(Are you okay honey?) She laughing like this shit funny
Now I'm feeling bummy. She still out here exposing

shit make me feel a lil lazy
In Love with the Paper
Hit Cali come back with the Flavors
Bad-Boy, I was riding with Takers
Try to run, you ain't done, we

They’re not a match for me
You gotta know that I can drop a
Line so hard it cracks a tree
I poke you in the eyeball with a microbe
Now you have to see that

'll try it"
I was blown away
By this new player they sent in
Straight from Canada, representin'
I got a shallow-ass grip when it comes to the game
But her

of seen it thru

Yeah look
We can take it slow
No rush
Let's try to make it
All about us
No fake shit
It's all about trust
Ain't all about lust
Even though

father
You know i had to make a stand
If that old beast had to die
Did they have to stab it with that glint in their eye?
Did they have to look so bloody

Two Steps Behind

No I.D.

Accept Your Own & Be Yourself (The Black Album)

1997

the highest title, numero uno 

Niggaz wish to test me like the ? 

Try, but you know that I'm that cocoa, butta brown sister 

Kickin up mo' dust than

on longevity
No one can come after me
Where's a chancer?
Bring it to the streets like a dancer
Every day I try to level up, it's a must
Gotta get my rank up,

can see the day
Where I don't need a pot to piss in
And all of you know my name (who?)
Know if you're in my lane
Finna' get rear-ended (Skrrt)
Foot

me
God got me
I just put another bitch up in the friend zone
Bought me another chain, you can't do that now your rent gone
She said that it makes her

behind this car
I can't see or hear no more
Like why they envy me
My money used to be short
Now it's long like centipede
That bitch a vegetarian
She still

the war don’t even know how to defend feel like I will be murdered with the weapons of rental no one can help me out and no one going to mercy on me cause I

an evening gown
The priest caste never practice what
They preach in town
But I can see a deeper truth behind
Thе roads you lead me down
Strange scеnes and lost

people I've wrongly placed in 
Reciprocated by my hatred 
got to let go of that
Get back on track 
Plot it out, make a map 
Straight back on the attack
But

you can get her back
Bitch im drama on the track
I know that
Bitch im whippin in the 6 with like 50 fucken G packs
Dont ask me where my Gz at 
I

the map
All the cash I’ve blown im make it back
I
Cant go nowhere like a mf tat
Got kicked out of school 
Coulda kept my strap
Know plenty dudes thats stuck

what’s the move.
So what you gon do?
Just give me the…


Couldn’t overdo it if I try
They say that love is blind and I can see that in your eye.
Girl this

I’m the shit talk
I Got ur shorty wit me 
She got that lust in her eye
You know I crunch it in ride
Beat it while rollin up thai 
Thats what we do from

not becoming duplicate, you're reducing it by moving lit
See this torch I ain't passing it
Prince of Persia Hassansins
Majority of me is passive but