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all summer
Cause this fan in this window don't do too much of nothin
I ain't eat it if you couldn't buy it with a food stamp
I ain't been eating man I

a fuckin nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my doggz down to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut

The Promised Land

Dave Edmunds

The Early Edmunds

1991

motor trouble it turned into a struggle, 
Half way 'cross Alabam, 
When that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham.

So

perfect
So I keep all my niggas the closest
Fuck an enemy
Every opp in my vicinity catching steam below the surface
I'm rolling I spark the spliff and then

stoned by my lonely
And drinking forties of OE just like my homies showed me
Marshall told me, Don't let this shit take control little bro
And now he's out

with you
Well that's easy, cause you never really know who out to get you

Gotta straighten up because out here they ain't playing by rules 
Hate to cut

the nigga bluffing
Acting hard you aint on nothing
Fuck out face end of dicussion
That boy he all up in the gym and he done got on his lil Buffy
I keep a 40

All-Stars' which was founded
By Arnold Schwarzenegger
In 1992 if you would like
To hear more, go to Stevie's
Video in the URL given
Or go to his YouTube

tell, I can tell
When the people that surround me want me dead or in jail
I was down bad I was saved by the bell
I remember everything, I can tell, I can

The Randall Knife

Guy Clark

Dublin Blues

1995

know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell

My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I

not yet
But while summer, I bet
I get my next child from her
Have a baby by me playin' as loud as I wanna
My checks, they pile, runneth over
Older

and Qui-Gon in "Duel of the Fates"
'Bout to Maul you
Cut you in half
With nothing but the notebook inside the backpack stuck to my back
So maybe next time

there with guns, like you ain't no sum (uh, uh, uh)
'Round plenty hitters, me and my son
Anything happening, we gon' run
Bye bye in the cut, hit

running up a check 
Never benefit with half steppaz ofnb certified reppaz
Deuce got it up in blood told me cut the extras pyrex
Still doing numbers i been

sleep
I'm not afraid of the future
Have to suffer and repeat
I tend to agree
What happens will be
Pain of my own making
Cut short by eternity

to Strange, figures the verse is agile
We got some Jack in the bag
and we stacking the fact that you can't get it cracking
Don't need a half a mil to battle,

to dinner, I got a lil' something to go grab
Get in my business, get placed on restriction, 
Won't give her no dick for a month and a half
Neighborhood

Pawtuckett Elementary
In the 1st half, I was the new kid on the block in 2 Double O 9 before 2010
When I went to Middle School, than I was bullied by the cool

Please let me go

I was born in a red hot summer
I feel alive when you tell me your woes
I was torn by an endless runner
Can't feel a thing from my

a light
Cause I gotta see it better
Slid the match
On the back hatch
Of my hatch back
Lips smack
And a half laugh
Cut me slack
For the lack of tact
Tryin

that he missed
Envelope sealed with forty of them bands
Found em butt naked, pool stick in his ass
Dope spot hot, only right that we crash
Knock knock,

unless you bringing what you owe me
Ain’t no hand outs never try to bro me
And I’ve had doubts now you gotta show me
How you put the work in
The cut like

Krazy Wit da Books

Das EFX

Straight Up Sewaside

1993

Krazy wit da Books
(Fire em up higher on some new rhyme flow)

Verse 1: Dray, Skoob

Well comin to school ya it's the hooligan, I'm in the mood again so

And me, I guess, I'm over a tin can man
With a hole in my chest where a muscle once resided

Rome High Park and a half-moon light
Hiding our woes where