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it until you make it, Pray until you feel the echo

Racks on racks, counting stacks by my lonely
Icey for the wifey and a flat for my OG
Gramophone

Friday night was lively
Asked could I leave
But she said no politely
Baby that is cool by me
Sitting by the pool ice tea
I think she wanted to entice me

A Charmed Life

J-Live

GP03

2002

what time it is

Wrote my first rhymes as corey but j-live was sparked
Making pause mix demos with my main man mark
Playing ball in the park, there

shit on my torso, it's right by my side Createin' drama, nigga would never expose Like a pimp, suppin' all you niggas with hoes Trans the phone, pussy

would fall in love but I know how that goes I'm a 
I'm a made man
JTT that's my main man
Keep me a stick like a cave man
Fucking with the gang you a brave

the fuck y'all playin man fuck y'all playin

I get high as airlines   my weed ain't plain
And I cum extreme I cannot cumplain
I just told my main  me and you

bitch by my side man she is my ride or die
Look I ain’t wasting anytime
So I gotta get back on my grind
Man I ain’t even wanna die Knowing that I ain’t

feel the same
You go straight but I stay switching lanes
You keep it 80 need 100 like the game
And I stay flowing man Ion need a beat
No main bitch man I

to you
Man the script really works
So she gives you all her numbers
Plus her name and the chirp
And you made sure it's right
When you hit the alert
Then

you said in the land 
Last time I checked when your clique saw me they ran 
Last time I checked your main man took the stand 
Now you all alone no one

Since Em was his name
Since Pook in tha train
Since cooped with a main
I told her love lost forever
Gave Cupid a gray
As long as Junior was safe
Man my

Cartier glasses
Spinnin' the yard
Ain't no drive-bys, we in your bushes
We jumpin' out while you was parkin' your car
Shootin' they yard
Shit leave you

Ex bitch looking rough like a stray
Big zips coming in by the bag
All this money man my pants gon sag
We gon pull up in a Rari or Jag, aye
Black snap

like I ain't a man using higher notes
They even said don't mention Detroit
And this is the point I told em' that I'm getting annoyed
They said in order

When I'm with the goonies, we move on the court
Ski man, switch it up nicely, fuck a born bitch, need a bitch that's feisty

I don't give a fuck if your

really tryna put my man's on a beat he be playing when speak

If we gotta diffrent drive then you paying for feature
Living diffrent watch what you saying

he ain't sharing
If that's her man no respect
Weak ass nigga I detect
She live across town by the big play ground
Across the street from the projects

(Yung Lan on the track)
Whole fifty K spent for my bags, I ain't have a pot to piss in
Wish I recorded that last time when we was by the beach

ntwana azishe
Abantwana tryna holla tryna hop on my D
It ain't safe in the streets gotta get me a piece
A single mother can raise a real man
Without you I

to
Hoes be tryna sue you
And niggas on my block be tryna shoot you
And when that nigga bust go and get that thang
Motivated baller handle that shit, man

"Goodbye Dixe" by Corey Smith from the CD "Hard-Headed Fool"

(Whistling Dixie)

Passed an old plantation home off Hwy. 41
Been around since 1850,

rapide
Une main sur le bras de vitesses
Deux doigts pour la politesse (yes)
On roule à haute vitesse pour get le 56K
Si tu sais pas c'est quoi ces pas,

the plot, fortify my lots
You know the ticket out this hell only been seen by few
So you think you God tryna reach for stars?
In a city where many niggas main

man you changed now you starting to act conceited
I changed like the weather I seen you was for a season
And nigga you can keep that fake love I don't