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the two would meet?

Now that you caught my DJ's act
Can I dog it? yeah dog it
Man, I'm doggin' the wax
'Cause I think it's 'bout time
You all should know

from the street [?], you should know me
The boy raised by the OG's, sippin' old E
Now he sold out shows overseas so effortlessly
Eleanor we did it so

Vision is clouded by the clues and claims
The body I owned is now for sale
No longer whole you can buy fingernails, skin and brains

Cut off my head so

Need Someone

KJ-52

7th Avenue [Bonus Tracks]

2000

the Jim Carey type 'Liar Liar'
So I'm sticking to get a grip like some hand pliers

My manifesto, hit you the best flow
Hide behind the mics like you was

in 5
It's anything for you ain't tellin' no lies
Jus' look in my e-

Don't hang with these niggas I hate all these niggas
The way that they speak on my

sweaters in the sink
Now the chain and my watch is gold Dweller with the link
I'm making cheddar, what you think?
Gettin' better by the blink
Let's save

and no play
I keep that tek by the door Dav
I take what I want you dnt know Dav
I'm going back to the old Dav
That I got that shit fa the nose Dav
Killing

made you what you are
You were nothing, your presence was a scar
And by far i'm the best thing happened to you
And your mom even believes it to be all

nothing you could tell me
Gentile colored Anunnaki
All that ice on your body
But in your songs it's never jewelry
So what the fuck could niggas tell me?

the ears like I was throughout the years thinking I'm grown but all along I'm in my momma's home now. It's on I got to move out, pay my own bills get my own

You know it's funny
When you look at someone
Through rose colored glasses
All the red flags just look like flags

This feeling, it's growing
It

it
Say somethin'? You got nothin', what's up with all the aggression?
If you really want my help, then point to the right direction
In this section

realize I don't own anything of my world, a cruel joke

What I've seen with my eyes
It completely turns to sand and now
What I want from you is silence
So

for your crooked ass
And you better pray, you can run a one second two thousand meter dash
Now if you can't, then consider your wack ass is grass

my zone
Turn up your hoe, she gettin' nasty, tryna put on a show
She like a loan, she bring it over, she pay what you owe
All that I want, I'm feinin'

everyone runs over all the pain we did felt
We're plotting, how to escape from the zones
Tried to blend in, defensive
Nutribullet his chrome
Now I really

can get flown
You know Miami Beach sands 
On yachts all on da gram
Wit her friends they just flex on hating hoes back home
Like oh Geez Please
You kill

the witness 
Pen be the Defendant 
I went 12 rounds with lucifer and won by decision 
Tell them boys pay attention womack strictly bout business
If you aint

whips im pushing
Damn they say my diamonds hard
Iced out watch, now im living like a star
Yeah
All I know is money, shit that's gonna take me far
Yeah

my watch 
Now that bitch is drowning
You know nothing bout it 
I know nobody that do what we on 
Cause we on
But I just bust something
I don't trust

Sharks in that water
We solid
What you niggas wanna be
I'm from Savannah
Down by the river
Where they flip you like a coin toss
Ain't never had shit
So

You go to rest
In Trinidad

Goodbye my love
Ain't it sad?
You go to rest
In Trinidad

Sixteen more years passed by
And they would all remember
Oh their

acing the assignment
Passing by cloud nine high
Can you relate
Taking a bitch on a date
Using her face while you face
Smoking that cake
While you up

Lucky One

Tantric

The End Begins

2008

I've been in this town for years too long for me to see straight
Sweaty palms and promises that someone slow to take in all away from me
Right now