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in my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes!
Niggas don't

a minute
I hate living
I can't show I'm lost
Everyone act different
Everybody wants the sauce
We all just tap
Put in bottled Voss
Thought you had my back

Swear

Beau Dozier

The Original

2003

you save the last dance
 Standin there wit' ya hand out
 Had me fooled for a minute but time just ran out
 
 [Chorus:]
 Ay yo I swear to you Sarai

Niggas need like an EP or an album to get they listeners hooked… get them in tune, you know what I'm saying
Not me though
Just give me two minutes

verse (1)

Holding ace bottles 
Make suit look flyer
Now I’m too fuego 
Mucho fire
Try to tackle me
I just ran right by em
kick another field go
N

American Psycho II

B Real

D12 World

2004

fuckin' snap in a minute bitch

I'm a motherfucking omen, I bow down to no man
Split a nigga open, killing folks compulsive
A soldier with a motive,

U Know I Love U

Killer Mike

Monster [Clean]

2003

to love a liar
You a vicious mind-bending ?
You the perfect drug, ultimate high, and I'm a fiend

[Chorus: x2]

You're my path to the pen or the crazy

wouldn't have gone missin'
Picture a child in his prison
Where nobody gon' write me
And nobody come to visit
And visually i'm sustained by walls of steel
Is

'bout yo boy
They might hate me, but they notice
They might hate me, but they notice
X2
Verse 2
Notice, Yeah They notice
Yeah I'm coming out my shell, I'm

create
I'm tired of this, the liars can win, the giving is in, the minutes they tick
And time flies, and what's time?
I’m losing my mind by the things I

it is simple
Cause I love the hate
You say you aren't scared of me
You a liar
Sweat on your brow bitch I see you perspire
I'm underneath your skin like

yeah, I can tell you're fake by just looking at your face
Quit all that chitchat, don't care what you say
I've been here before and it was yesterday
I've

coffee.
Now the thought of you turns me to whiskey
Often sweetened by toffee.
You blamed me for everything,
Became the
Wrong reasons in my dreams
cnd

to eat here (hard)
For three years, dealt with the hate from niggas that I love
Two options when in the trenches sell or you buy drugs
Convinced me you

Nitty Gritty

Jayo Felony

Whatcha Gonna Do?

1998

up from behind they want to be me
But I ain't trippin, sippin on something 90 proof
>From the floor to the roof, I spit this game to youth
By any

the devil drinks, yeah
Two cups, no ice
This a Portuguese
Good munch
Good spice
So exhausted, I need a break
I want sleep but I'm wide awake
I'm intrigued by

of memories
But I never seem to reach that 2-6-3
The miles, minutes flash by like mp3s
They was popping then people leave them for next best things
In

a new tire, you liar
Meanwhile, them clowns still tryna speak on my name
But between all them lames, them boys ain't never left nothin' for us to sleep

One fine summer, turned Sunday evening
Rolling around Chopper city, seen a fine ass bitch
I get that two, two cheese and hate bean, bean
Order

Armed with keys of brass and silver, keys so sharp with rage and hate
Fifteen minutes they've been walking, see them passing by three cars
Hidden by

to work two jobs
Tuck that gun in my jeans
13 I started hanging outside
Way too gifted
I got no gifts for Christmas
I hate the fact
I love hard
I put

It a crazy world we live in, every minute I walk by I wonder how you guys be chilling, y’all seen the news, kids getting shot, right down the block,

I hate that you could never be who I needed you to be 
It's crazy how it seems that you couldn't see
What's in front of you, don't you know it's me

still learning
My motivation is kicking my soul carries a fire
I would rather live alone before I end up with a liar
I can dress myself, I don't care