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to the mangling life that we're living
Where people forgive and forge
We never regret
We solemly swear, to take better care of the ones that we love
But we stick

the brothers way
If you can't see it for yourself then keep it on the shelf
Money bought me health, I never pay myself
Quiet is kept, I'm so in love with wealth

an alien probe
I ain't do it for the fame
Cause the fame is gross
Yeah ain't it though 
Yeah ain't it though

I walk to the shop 
To go pick up a pack
Got me

body still wants me in their fleet
The new 140 got so much technology I wonder if I'm obsolete
Luckily my fourth owner was in love with my type
Every

the fucking pink wine in. 
Took my party back from the brink. 
Nobody wants to leave now they all love the pink. 
Don't be confused by the colour or label. 
It

on necks in my Christian L's
Versatile in style call me trish love
Style raw like slappin skins without the glove
I set the standard everywhere I go
Got

the plot
Watch me call a Makaveli like Pac
Fake my own death, relocate, set up shop
I keep a picture with, all my kids, buried in
A stash box with a Glock

eye and baby imma eat the whole   Thing
cnd it just ain't right
You should take my place for the night
Since you wanna be blinded by the lights
See yo

cheap
You Thought my step had a stutter
Nah those are my gutters my feet got on two letter G
You broke my heart so I went to the shop
And I put me a dub

still see your handprints
All over the wall
She say she love me a lot
I love myself, 'cause I'm all that I got
AQ put diamonds like all on my watch
I

cradling me as we roll towards Maillot. Air all full of dancing dust 'round the back of that thing. The occasional bit of gunfire. This was the middle

Raconteur Lads on tour love in the ascenseur
Ass so sore pass the butter calm ya udders
Sing a sad song of sixpence spent on nothin’
Ya hay day was payday

need a digger
I love my set
I can't switch on my members
You not the gang
So stay in ya perimeter
Can't be with losers
I'm with the winners
These niggas

Hip Pop

Shabazz the Disciple

Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz)

2003

by their roots
All the roots live underground, water down me no salute!
They pimping the culture, the same vulture who stole ya agriculture
My vocab is

Terrorize they block, we 56
Them niggas know me
I ain't playin' 'bout no war, bitch
I'll slide by my lonely

I ain't worried 'bout no opps
I'm from where

that's pretend
Y'all niggas lame, y'all niggas gay in love with men
On the gang I don't play, kill that boy any expense and by the way
A fuck nigga might

to shop drunk so I never regret it
Best know that I aint gon quit
Speed to the top like im Mario andretti
A marathon not a sprint
Still gonna end covered up

when you gon' see I'm all in? 
I'm tryna come beat it 'til it swole up
Lately, I been by my lonely, nigga ain't showin' love 
Used to call you 4 AM

but it ain't a wine drop
I'm round her neck, ya shorty just came to my tie shop
Then I jump in her bed like a bike hop
Why they keep playing with me

is splendid, the provider with not a limit
Write like the price of the brick is goin up by the minute
And I got em in the trunk of the car like I gotta

earned not given, bigg coke taught me a lesson or 2
Don't fuck with me or my family or you gon go missing
Cut you into pieces by the river, now you

jacket
As I rock the mic stand
Calls from the phone box
Meet by the shops
No one talked about getting shot
We thought vinyl cost a lot
At three pound

son Lil Jay gon pour it up man)
If we catch you lacking yellow tapping the scene
My gun is my bitch yeah and she love to sing
She'll do what I say

when we was hopping out
Where them junkies rocking out
Nowadays these niggas out here shop for clout
Either that or they out here soul swapping out
Do ya