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getting weaker
All my brothers gotta eat I'm the feeder
Gotta make a plan I need a procedure
Wanna grab the fame man you know I wanna reach it
I got all

War

Ghostface Killah

Put It on the Line [DualDisc]

2005

[Chorus x1.5: Trife Da God]
This world is full of shockers, and project soap operas
Episodes of drama, never ending sagas

[Trife Da God]
You

don't take another step
If you tryin to find beef, be afraid of the chef
Make you bleed, you flee the scene, runnin out of breath
All I need is

you get it together, huh?
(Six! 1-9! Six! 1-9!)

It's gettin' kinda heavy tho aye
(Let me tell you a little story)
It's gettin' kinda heavy tho

It's

cherish all the memories we make, but I never wanna become one
To you, used to stay up on the phone until two
No need to post about your love on the net

little pen of mine
You can say I turned fake or I switched for the cheese
And I won't argue with a soul, but just to clarify? I chose me
Got tired of bein'

Young motherfucker got a new wrist new ring and iced out chain
Then I hit her from the back and she do her little thing uuu (dam)
He saw his brother

brothers have the chance to take from your mistakes
I love my nephews like my own you'll see how great they will be raised
LISTEN
And all the alcohol aside

a smile that melts butter
The shit she endured, when she buried her mother
Husband, 1st son, little sister, 3 brothers
Swear the shit she went threw, man my

Polk Salad Annie

Ed Greer

In Overdrive

2001

on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)

keep it strong but this feeling kills
tryna get this money long pay my mommas bills
My mother always made sure we was getting by
So now I'm tryna make

Baby I can't go
If my brothers can't roll
Tryna keep it cool but you know how shit go
Got a few blunts and I keep a couple clips
Just incase these fuck

about the black guy

Yeah, that was dope
But you know, I just started the fire
Don't wanna be just a buyer
Be a little bit rough with the tires
Just wanna

Because I'ma tell you how it all unfurls
I begin with a grin, come out to win
No regrets, no shame, no sin, just kin
Like sisters, brothers
Killing their

on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)

Like this and like that

If this was Boy Meets World
You'd be my little Tapanga
Bring the private show to me
Wear them heels that show off ya ankles
I

to quarantine
Little Orphan Annie flow, secret message
N-words need decoder rings
Forget the lean, forget to drink your Ovaltine 
Then you really is gunna wanna

out of this place
So soon, I tell em by any means necessary
That’s necessary oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Yo blud how you mean?
‘Cos you’re my priorities

explicit, now do you need a waiver?
To savor
The words made from the rhyme slayer
Knew this one chick up from Cadillac
Lookin' like a snack, condoms in

Polk Salad Annie

Dutch Mason

Wish Me Luck

2007

on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)

little Saint Nick, get the fuck up off my dick 
(I need to eat some meat, I need to have some roast beef)
Sittin' by the Christmas fire
You know I ain't no

Love a little harder, do someone a favor
I know that I ain't perfect
I know I make mistakes
I know that you ain't perfect
'Cause we one in the same
I

with understanding
It would take an awful little god to be understood by men
So from one dying man to another
Look up my brother
Look up my sister
Look

the mix
And I ain't mad at em
Baby need still
How did I train for days
I still can't believe TO'd and cut
Off his braids
Now you're lookin like a lil