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On a hospital gurney
I was at home when I passed out
Thinking of my ex bitch with her ass out
I took too many blue pills in the trap house
I'm about to collapse I

So thrown when I write wanna go
Four faces on the Two 
That I shown 
Feeling so cold
But u know I'm the man that u asked for 
Sitting on this thrown

scarin' ya, starin' ya, I'm darin' ya
Come wit' me and see massive terror
Witness what we go through
What would you do if you did what we do?
You'd be

callin', very next morning
I gave her plan B, so why you so erratic
Electricity when it come to that static
F&N flip his ass, he acrobatic
Twenty pounds

Young author nigga
Yea this might just be the realest shit you ever heard when I'm high
I just wanna see what its gone take to open up to me
Ian even

When you're about to fall asleep she'll dig her claws right in
Go, cat, go, I'll let you wander far from home 
Cuz when the wolves start howling you

fueled off love
Ain't got to show me none
You niggas got shit but time
Just got the Rollies done
And we only run when the police come
A hundred salute,

Racetrack:
That's my cigar

Snipeshooter:
You'll steal anudder

Kid Blink:
Hey, bummers, we got work ta do

Specs:
Since when did you become me

The weekend comes around
And you wanna hear my sound

Nowhere to go,
Excitement is low
No show in T.O.
Can't we go to Buffalo

No, its too far
When you got no

I been stressing the road
It's hard to trust in the process
When you're feeling alone 
You're surrounded by gossip
Everybody turn cold
When they turn

a trainer
You cross that line you in danger my niggas coming for souls
We ain't aiming to maim you
Red flag ima flamer real life animal it ain't shit that can

too scared to make it home
Like why my demons roam around
Why you make me like this
Questioning is my nature and you knew that I would write this
I

And sell my thoughts, free 99 hope this little tune of mine
Could help you get by
For the days to come
This is for Anthony and Cindy's sons
Ta I love you

Sometimes I look in pride when I look at me
Sometimes I miss the old me
Lately I been driving by myself at night
I know I should be at home but where

Officer Down

Lloyd Banks

Money Moves the World

2009

copy, and the real one's comin' home
Peace to him, fuck-you
Click, Pop pop pop, I'm gone
I'm too strong, you been warned
Quiet storm when I perform

What if I told you, I was the best
What if I told you I'm the goat
And that no one could come even close to anything that I could muster
'Cause they

go through some darkness before you can shine
I guess it was just my time
Now let's fast forward to when it got real
I was in the lunchroom eating my

you a halo

Ima start this off by saying boy we on yo ass
Doing that instagram thugging for them hoes and your fans
You don't  type how you act you

guess they forgot about that way when you can beat cases by making a statement
I was gambling going through stages
I put the loss inside of Las Vegas

her to follow me
I said that we'll have a good time
Babe, I'll have you home by nine
Babe, why can't you read the signs
I'll write a tome 'bout us

2X)

S if for shootin bitches who constantly talkin shit

O is for over, know when i barge in another clique

U is for underground when i'm in funkytown

here eatin
Nobody takin' no losses
Know my Pops be runnin' the street
Better look away before you cross it
Thinkin' bout crossin' my Pops
Now you end up

sucks, I know it do. Shout out to people that go to school
Then come home and be working 2 jobs just to keep your money cool
I know the struggle you going

Secrets

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

sex as a weapon.
Her man's name Jerome, high school sweetheart
Who just came home for some charges unknown.
It's 'prolly domestic, he be beatin' 'er