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again
Well you and me were laying by the sea
Waiting for our dream

And though your far
I'll still look at the same star

And though your mind might not

I wonder what might have been
As the story comes to an end
If fate ever lets us meet again
Will we still be friends
The expression on your face
Put

the purple tint
On the end of your nose
I bet you didn't think in the long run this is how your life would go
So get off your high horse
Do it all by force

the heights

Straight to the top a di direction so me focus pon the right path
Trust mi instinct, intuition is my boss
Time fly by enuh mi chance might pass

leave alone
What am I supposed to do
When a part of me was taken by you
Because you know that I don't like it when you talk like that
And you know there

through it all
Talkin' the midst of the crossfire
(What else?) even down at the lot
You smell the rubber from the Porsche tire
(Smell that?)
I'm goin'

the path of my mind's eye
A closet full of armor for the cause
I waited by the phone for a call that never was
I never even gave it half a thought
What it

gotta say.

We walking by faith and not trusting in our sight
We flexing in the spirit and not trusting in our might.
We all saved, we justified,

that’s how she woke up Tell by her walk she feisty hot sauce in her
Call’a wife  damn she just mite be slow up trying to pull up roll up put 
That hair up

ridin'
Everybody doin' what they wanna do, it is a free world n' i'm the only one that's locked in
Seein' greatness unfold right before- 'helluva dynasty,

The best to ever do it on that cool shit
Pimp shit my nigga I need a buick
Niggas can't fuck with the team you must be stupid
New me found a purpose

It's alright time goes by you'll forget
Sometimes memories creep back in and they might mess with your head
The past is dead
It's not there
Don't

To make myself a better bed
I can stay there a while
Or walk around it instead

Bird just flew by the window
With no idea of what I do
Even if people hate

your point of view
I'm a child standing with a basket
Not knowing what to do
So close the book, re-illustrate the cover
Brace for the part where it gets

the right combination
Good dick good conversation
Come by mine or hit my line
Might get free demonstration
That man play his playstation
And only go to DR

So this is what it feels like
To wake up on the good side
To see love through this version of life
So this is how it feels right
To have all I need,

I'd be ashamed
If I knew as little, to be known by such a name

Never mind the splinters: In a year or two
You'll have quite forgotten that they ever

to my roster
Got like thirty by my side
Got to many to fuckin' choose from
They be lookin' so damn fine
I might come with three
Or four, or five
'Cause I

cutting the leashes 
You hypocrites you gonna fall when the karma hits
Aint no second chances buddy and there's no regrets
I got poisons lips might hurt

Who Dat

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Stick Up

1999

wit the clique 
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick 
or do you just ride dick? 
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you

Who Dat

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1999

wit the clique 
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick 
or do you just ride dick? 
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you

Aye, you know I had to do this one
Yeah
One of my favorite songs too might I add
Church boy, you dig
The Rebel

A million dollars in this bag, watch

ride till it won't move
I just want hold you
On our way home
Tell me what you won't do
You on my body
You know I fuck with you
I just want to love you,

i grew spite, reached a new height
Never sated by a loose fight, I'm a kunai
And I hit em with the VRO like it's a blown dike
Now I got her chasing