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misbehave
It's the second chance coming, I used to play the dummy, now I hum along smiling, just turning up the stylin
Crowd wave your hand, lets be some roll

ain't my best version nah
Close by where the serpents are
But the grass get cut
Cos my mind stay sharp
And life been hard
We were dealt shit cards
Had

a target call me bulls eye
Apple in my hand no apple in the pie
I cover up my problems you cover up your thigh
I guess times up bye, bye, bye, bye
All my

niggas pick up the riddles
They keep away from the fickle
Versions of me just sprinkle
I make 'em dash like a rental
Momma, send me your prayer
Might lift

me better tell his ass to tip toe
He been talking much shit and mashing keys, I gotta hit bro
Flip bro, 5-0 get a pack and then he flip those
Tell your

lookin' at it slowly

Hopin' and just wishin' I don't wake up when it blows me
Blamed by society, even in sobriety these demons that's inside of me
They

on a forty, what's up shorty? (girl: what's up)
Can I get that face? (boy please)
I'm out here trying to make this doped down money
Fuck you anyway (fuck you

sheets we pull up to his SoHo hotel
And he asks if we can idle while he runs in
To get "studio-ready" A few
Minutes later, he emerges
Laptop in hand he's

Sunn:
We break your plans up
Sunz of Man what
Throw your hands up
Stand up soldierly
Enemies close to me
The president took a colt to me
The same one that

to victory
Searching for my true self, staring at the sky
Looking up to the north star, you won't fly if you don't try
It's going by, don't slip, your inner

Pistols Blazin

Dru Down

Best of 3X Krazy, Vol. 2

2002

Ha, ha
Eh, eh, eh, eh Get out my face check it
Mobb shit bitch
Lynch Mobb mane
Eh, eh The Lu-Lun-iz
3 Times
Me Ager Man
Bart
Let me turn up

to make it or Break it
Don't get complacent
And don't be afraid of being Berated embrace it and careful Chasing the greatness beware of Vacancy
It's your

is it?
Little hand on 3 and Gods hand on me
3:0Beak, the boys undefeated
I've every bit of soul that your mind needed 
Cocky and arrogance is not my

Wanna be hood so bad but came up with that silver spoon
Get to pissing in your boots if you around some real goons
I ain't talking down on the struggle

Pop when I need
But I live for a fee
You can't stay where I sleep
Shit been too simple to me
I'm sane as can be
Run up your block, fucka better get buck

my back now

Who wants to play
Who makes the first sound
I'll drag all you hoes
Right from your bed now
Knew him as Fred
Call him by me now
Knives in

brains 'til they contour to shape
Blasting y'alls bass like the ear rape version
Lotta folk say it's fucked up like perversion
Lotta blokes fuck up

Whatz That!?!

Twiztid

Mirror Mirror

2002

keep the dead jumpin put your hands in the air
you can diss the unreal, but the unreal don't really care
we don't give a fuck, more bodies up in

trynna get ice on our toes
Pull up on you mo’fuckers, AK in my hand
BEAST MUSIC, the Label fuck you fuck your gang

you not tired in our whine up galore
Let's play all night long gonna hit the G-spot till yo moan
Non-stop lovin' till 5 inna morning
Let's get it all

Well, I'll be the first to admit that I'm lost
And I'll do whatever it takes, no matter the cost
But you've had your hands on the helm for some time

turning, I started learning
That I'm a certain person
The best version of who I am
Jay fucking Cinema, i never never give a damn
Middle fingers up to my

coming from
Imagine after ten years, you're finally coming up
Your family, your friends, ain't nobody give a fuck until now
Now everyone is hating 'cause

mind
Lemme see your hands in the air
Say If you don't mind
if you if you don't mind
Lemme see your hands in the air
When we pull up in a Benz
Say bad man