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I peel her banana throw bombs like Montana (touchdown)/I-10 by 10 slidin thru Louisiana (aye)
Susie choosy that's Susana (yep) poolside under

sober, going to keep my head up
And I'm never going to look over, ain't going to run away from the truth that I must face
Going to be the driver of this

other, oh brother I have love for my mother
For good times, for music and my mates
Yeah I laugh, and live and I have love to give
But sometimes all you can

The same question 
Circulates in my veins and it burdens my heart 
My brain saying, pay no mind, thats just the person you are 
Your sins and skills are

drinkin', leanin', beanin'
Throw back the cup, codeine and 'zine-ing
If this ain't high, I must be tweakin' 
I-What the f***!?-I think I'm dreaming
Did you

Not Defind by my bitty
81st ain't bread no chumps
I Don't gotta make u mines
Show you that I'm one of a kind
That OCity shit to that Texas shit
Yeah

New face in the game
I’d better get going
I study my rhymes
I write my own lines
Textbook filled with no lies
Truth is my word to live by
See
I’m

Asshole by Nature

Trae

Same Thing Different Day

2004

I'm a Mobster, looking for the worst of thangs
Retaliation is a must, for all my niggaz in pain
Z-Ro, I tried to chill but they got me wired up
And all

it up to the seas 
Bitch on my line tryna get pleased 
Jus me n my bro ja da deese 
We came a long way from sittin in da nose bleed 
If me n bro dont

the will to endure my way under the sea
She's locked below but I think I'm mad
I'm holding on but in my dreams
I think I'm hurting you somehow
You only want

Look at You Now

Joe Purdy

Only Four Seasons

2006

My eyes were sad 
And my fingers were mad
As I wrote this letter that said
I wish you the best in your new royal address
And I wish that he were

The Old Prince Still Lives at Home

Shad

The Old Prince

2007

don't throw away dough on no facials
Yeah I make rolls of my pennies, I even pay folks
In clubs out this case full of pesos I lug
(Bro, get 'em

a bistro
Heard he talking shit but in my face niggas soft spoke
Coming with the fire make a nigga have a heat stroke
Niggas changed up really thought that we

The face in the sky
The bones piled high
You'll know where to find the ties that Bind me to this place
Must be insane
The air rots, my blood clots
(I can't

I love the way she move her body to the beat like that. Must be into workin out, wit a physique like that. Twerkin it, like we in between the sheets

running through my mind and I can't live without you 
I'on think you got clue wanna show you off boo

Can we just get high and throw the night away 
If you

Instruments
You talk about the environment and
The Nigerian way of dressing
Definitely we are influenced by some things
In the western culture
But that doesn't

this ain't fittin nah, you must hit it with ya paw
Bitch if you don't know outs nigga please don't get involved
Stick came with some titties just in case

We thought school was over
But face it, my friends
Education was only beginning
The phone screams suddenly everybody cares
And you’ve been figuring out

them other guys hating on me
And you gonna die waiting to pee
I whip my dick out, piss straight in the street
Keep it stepping, stay never late

throw it in your face the first chance they get
I know I sound upset
Been disappointed, by every chick I ever met
Ever met, ever met, ever met
Every

And to all the real ones, buckle up y'all we going home 

Drop the pen, yeah these feelings I boxed em in 
Stop again, mama telling me these are not my friends

the city core, entertainment gimme more,
Streetcar down to Ossington, try to party on pennies, or
Goodnight everybody, head back and 
Go stick my head in my

to watch your back, others are brothers that throw giant sex orgy's in Iraq

I hang out in haunted houses because i'm a lonely guy and enjoy the company