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To understand how they could think this is okay
Don't they know how MLK would feel
Don't they know you have to be peaceful
To be considered people?
What am I

Ay what the name of this song is
Ay mane look yeah yeah
Ay mane look I'm fresh as hell and
I'm steady reppin my hood
Don't interfere with that
Mane

don't got to question you no more
It's time to celebrate yeah
You saved my life I know that you love me I seen the bottom I seen it get ugly
Stacking up

For Once in Your Life

Pretty Maids

Carpe Diem

feel so out of place
A man without a face my heart has broke in two
I'm feeling blue
So girl you've got to give me all your tenderness
You know that one

Louisiana
Tell young niggas to keep it low key
You ain't gotta brag 'cus you got a OZ
BG's take heed, I'm the OG
F*** nigga free but they don't know me, nope

that mask off a year ago, fuck the old me
How I let my old name just control me
I did stupid shit, but now I'm keepin' it low-key
I'm a villain with

ain't never not punched in
OD on the OT, how I function
You be for the dumb shit, like low IQ
Got my groove back like I.O.U.
I know me, never been

yea, that's my destiny
I don't know why the universe felt like blessing me
I promise you it doesn't hurt the first time that you scrape your knee

You know I got my cash up, you know I got my stash up
I be in the right lane, doin' shit the right way
Bitches knowin' my name, I ain't gotta say

dirt shit on my name
Plain and simple you fucked like Screwing thots in your brain
No thoughts to your moms pain took Nine months for her to gain
You

my bracelet bigger than crack rocks
Big Pakachino
Couple girls know my first name
Had ten on Tuesday, all gone by Thursday
Last six years I've bought

the negativity
Nangu mu lande shani, still killin it
Ni no landa sana, stay in my lane
You will know them by the fruit it's evident
Don't segregate, celebrate,

the flow, and the fashion
If you know my last name, then nigga why you asking
Can't miss a second, when misdirected
A lesson, that been reflected, with hidden

names, Ian telling them shit
Cause everybody know the streets talk, so I just been keeping my mouth zipped
My brother Rashad was a real one, but being too

minor
They gave me the key now I'm driving
I've been supported by strangers way more than my friends I would say that's my strangest of findings
This pen

bitch say she need my shoe size
We gone get lil buddy
You just chill all in due time
If you arguing 
That’s your business 
I don’t choose sides 
Higher

She laughs at all my jokes
She don’t take me as a joke
She hates me when I’m rich
She loves me when I’m broke
She don’t want me to change
She say

The environment of violence
Like a zombie insomnia
Fucking sucking my eyelids
Don't lie, you liked hearing the screams
Of my inner demons
The difference between

the other Johnny?"
Johnny who?
"The gay pimp"

That old silly lookin' clown

With them thin-ass lips?
"Come on, you know Jonny!"
I don't know who dat is

LOV'EM
You my number one (one)
You the reason I can open my eyes (open my eyes)
I don't worry 'bout earthly thangs (thangs)
Cause Your love is so amplified

Move Around

B.G.

The Source: Fat Tape, Vol. 1

2006

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: B.G.]
Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block)
But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop)
But I don't care,

Yuh, we on some real space baby shit now
You already know lets go
Goin supersonic feel my echo
Feelin angelic I stuck in a halo
Shorty do whatever I

Nowhere to Hide

Foreign Legion

Kidnapper Van: Beats to Rock While Bike-Stealin'

2000

One... (no!)... Two... Three  (no!)  One, Two, Three  (ow!)

Prozac - you know I'm not crazy son, take this tip
Hold this cigarette over your mouth

don't even know my middle name
It's quite insane, yeah
People look and stare, and sometimes glare
They don't really care until they do