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the glow shining like the sun
Deadly assassin nowhere to run
Get hit with a dart fore you get your gun
You thought you was fast i'm the quicker one
Now you

counterfeit
You can hear the truth in this song
By the sound and shit
Man I'm high as shit
Niggas fly as shit
And my bitch she keep on calling
I decline

war, starts at four, and it's three-fifty-five
Be done by the evening, timely
Eyes everywhere—even behind me
Seeing the signs, read between the lines,

the sun distance
Won't be long now, if they comin' come get it
If you comin' come get it
Eve had a sister, who knows what he did with her
Big picture, frame

by his slouching[00:57.60]Could not see with his bitch on top[00:59.52]So I got the TV mounted[01:00.98]Got CC on my belt so of course she undone

existence, the sun moon and stars
And on the 8th day I said let there be bars
For a little bit of shine, son selling his soul
I put pressure on stars

I'm Thinkin' of You

2 Brothers on the 4th Floor

Technics: Original Sessions

1995

Everybody let me tell you about my love 
Brought to you by an angel from above 
Fully quipped with a life time guarantee 
Once you try it I am sure

of playgrounds you can run, you can
Paint, color, read, learn, recess in the sun
And by the way, one day
One of your classmates might stroll
In with a gun
Shoot

the clip
In it go in the gun
Everything is slow motion
Blood go in your lungs
Ridiculous as Icarus flyin' close to the Sun
I'm a supernova, nobody escapes my

I know you see me shine like a descendant of the sun
Listen I'm just getting started and you thought that I was done
I'm going to keep on climbing

on the first
When I only get paid on the third
That's why I'd rather get paid by the eighth, can you blame me
Less bullshit talking, more big smoke flaming

let me call her Billie Jean
The kid is kinda white, man it cannot be by me
Looking back I was drunk
The night I seen her in them jeans
Pull up strong

the Sun
Got Spring hatin' on me 'cause I ain't never sprung
Winter hatin' on me 'cause I'm colder than y'all
And I will never, I will never, I will never

remember
But I'm in they memory
They know I'm the one the gun the sun so much like it's ten of me
I win and I won and murda for fun so much they study my

3-2 zone
It's impossible, jail, the people's home
Uh, I'm rollin' up trees, I can smoke on
Sippin' on codeine, hop a oxycodone
V-fog the car, bitch, we

to do this shit just for my niggas on that main shit 
I can't fuck wit y'all, no I can't fuck wit nothin basic 
This ain't a 9-5, do you wanna ride 
Ali

you
It's, get the bag by any means wow
Kept playing you an enemy now
Say you on 10 but you letting me down
If you always on 10 I need 10 of these now

grams stashed in the dash with no seeds in it
How you think I pop out with that cash? I'm receiving it
How you think I made off with five thousand by

nigga, don't get it fucked up
36 O's, still do the front tuck
How could you ever think that
Rap had me pumped up
When that powder white come
In by

I get v-i-c-i-o-u-s
V-i-c-i-o-u-s
Hop on the mic and the boy get vicious
Promise I am not fictitious
Clean up the game like I'm doin' the dishes

Me and Jesus the Pimp in a '79 Granada Last Night

The Coup

Steal This Double Album

Hopped in the Granada, he's impressed by the beat I got 
His name is "hay-zoos" but his pimp name is "gee-zus" 
Slapped a hoe to pieces with his plastic

based on logistics
9-5 hate it but I did it though
This kinda of life ain't really what I'm bidding for
Ogbeni hear me, no be ise agidi o
I hustle hard

now
Get up in my way and you get gunned down
We in that studio working from the sun up until that sun down
Niggas all talk I don't believe you niggas

see the sun but the moon behind us
Never was materialistic but need that new
Designer
New Mesiah
I'll scorch you if you thought you was fire
Ridin' out