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Skeletons hiding in the closet, but they wanna come out
Sometimes you gotta let go, dance, howl, scream and shout
I'll huff and puff, and I'll blow

boys wearing commas
Uptight by the gallon
And again I got gas on
My Ford lourd Ikon
And I saw that Heron Preston and I’m like
“Goddamn, boy do I wanna

your nigga he gone
A hustler
And a gentleman
I'm cooler than some freon
Yeah
Fuck up a bag
Just to get it popping
Yeah
Walk out the jewelry store

those clothes off of you and see you exposed, 
I like to play with these bands while she dance on her toes, 
I like to start off as friends and see where

get sad 
I wanna tat
And ever time i wan' get out 
I hit the flask
I can't even fuckin' manage
What's on this planet 
Lookin' 'round me for antidotes

4 tha Scrilla

B-Legit

Killa Kali

1995

A slave to the hood  have no money in my pants  
Rollin wit some heat to make a mutha fucka dance  
Had a chance to bubble  had my hustle but I

KCJ
Turn it up
I bring it down
Sniffing like I'm a pitbull
Dash of a greyhond
Don't make a sound
Hear me out
Every sacrifice had a price
I had to pay

making moves, but this ain't no dance
Hit a drift in the Stinger, call us scorpions
Jericho, keep it a hundred, I'm not talking about bands
Mainstream

Country boy trappin', playin' ball and A singer
Who would've thought sto' would Play and perform at arenas
Got that magic on me, gilbert arena
In my speed

chilling at the party
My white boy with me thriving, he said that the shit was gnarly
Went through three bottles of Casa, might not make the after party
I

from?
Do you think about whatchu runnin' from?
Man, I probably shouldn't have said shit
Cuz now it's out there that these feelings are legit
How do I turn

we do
So let's get up on the dance floor, show me whatcha working with
I don't think you really know who you really flirting with
I'ma shoot my shot

belong
My mother stay praying but I can feel the devil's arm
What I'm saying's that it's almost summer
I feel out of season
I go and see the family they

a couple Ls' but I get up w/out fail
They see me doin' really well n' they don't want that
I might fall down, but I don't fall back
Leave a message, I don't

& she wanna tat my name
With the ice on froze we ain't ever late again
Shout my name out
Sounds like hundred grand
Go hundred on eighty cause we got

I'm from a concrete jungle like B-I-G
Hit you with that bass line... I-E-D
Ya boy pysch ward sick, guess that's why they scared of me
Ghost writer, I

fit
There was no way for me to expect this trip
So make sure  you catch me, since you made me fall
In love with you, now you have my heart
Boy whatever

moving numbers
Trip and they stumble, fall flat on their faces
Divine vernacular art, preschoolers tryna trace it
From that southern state symbolic

ridin' with him
Whoa!, but I can never fall, y'all off forever, ball tall
take mines get out 9 then chalk y'all
And I got hoes everyday of the calendar

gave her a Rush
And she like when I do my dance with the Glock in my pants and she tell me She feeling That stuff
Straight out the dirt I been running it

out my room
She leaving messages stressing me had to block her too
And now her brother tried pressing me so I had to shoot him
Ain't get arrested

and don't fall apart now.
So black in your veins but you're golden to me.
Seduced by the dark.
The light's hard to find now and I hope you're fine now.

All

Rich if you just take a chance

Aye, We gone get the squad rich you put it in my hands
They flew me out to France just so I can get hit a dance
Average

the alley with a hack saw
Oh baby, they out here going crazy
I'm just tryna do me and dance on a daily
Tryna find a devil in a red dress, maybe
One that wants