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In the old school baby you see me
Looking like a model out the centerfold
I wish you could have caught my outfit in 3-D

life-like
Flew across the Red Sea, time to eat some antshrikes
Croissants are out in France, time to go on strike
Finna kill Santa Claus, do it with a pike

Runitup!

Chasing paper I've been bag getting
Man I been going all in every last second
Cuz life a gamble aint no ass bettin
Man it's Runitup

as hell drinkin' red, man, I know the Method Man
The way I ran the money up, I got seven legs
Hit a rasta nigga in his head, he got seven dreads
Niggas

going out sad

When I break 7 the boy breakin bad somethin like the dad on Malcolm in the half
Meant to say middle but never on the graph
I'm High

frames, blackout the vision
Gotta keep the circle tight, so entrance really a privilege

Aint motivated by jealousy or some recognition
Dont even listen

friends (Oh)
Bring some friends, cause I am
Need to be, heard by them
Pop back and, bring some friends
Get my name, out there now
Quick get over,

I been struggling with trust for a hot minute
I been burned so many times got the gloves fitted
Feeling way too out of touch with my heart's vision

some better prices
I cashed out on eleven twice, it's like my bread is righteous (my bread is good, papi)
You violate, you put your head in vice grip

on a shirt momma miss you
I just brought all these guns boy I wish you
Would try a nigga fist fights I don be there
My tooth chip for a reason walking out

been accepting all the things out of my control
"Sometimes you need to let things go",
And "sometimes, you're better on your own"
That's what they always

let things go

And they’re just making it worse
And the only games in my house are on a Sega Saturn

(No luck) Can we go out tonight
(No luck) You only

wrist
Checking at the time
Tryna figure out
Where my secretary by my side
I hear the chitter chit chat
Man I aint tryna be that mean
But if I clap back

taller
Dropped all aggravation
Backed by the mind of Einstein
I solve a maths equation in under 5 seconds
The weapon for me was my wit
Against your racists

Every second you be reaching
Mans out here in the comfort of my reason
There's clout there , now your looking for a reason
Shout me, when you wanna talk

might chore
Can't touch my food lemmi try yours
Fighting wars with the dark side
Physically and in your mind
In it to win it and it is my time
Don't give

Midnight Thud

R.A. the Rugged Man

Die, Rugged Man, Die

2004

and even lasting a year
Yeah I made my mistakes, yeah I paid my dues
Hated by blacks, made enemies with jews
I was 7 years ahead of my time in '92
I said

karta zada pr phone rakhta (Do)
One for the gang shit and second for the (Showss)
Or jab stage pe wo chade toh zamana chikhe (Woahhhhh)
Did it by my own,

caress

I, never believed in
Any way
Or anyone
To take me out of this hold
Surrounded by darkness
Night terrors and love
And a crippling addiction

second time I'm thanking God it wasn't plus
Cus one and one that's three not free
Could wear a bullet proof still gon hit release
Pull out game so strong

I'm so gangsta) , it's time to put your ass
In a real nigga zone for a second
(I'm so gangsta) asshole by Nature
Repping it for these motherfucking

The Beginning of the End [Album Version]

Boogiemonsters

God Sound

1997

To keep it in the family they must elimate the swine
And the swine is us, and whose God do +you+ trust?
It's gettin realer by the second in the future

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just ringing my cellular
Goes by the name of Ellowa
Got a cute face but a better ass
She got a free crib
Like Ferdi I'm coming fast
I ain't gotta talk

On cpril twenty third twenty twenty three at eight fifty seven in the morning 
You sent me a text that said, "Question, simple, after meeting me more