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you been it just matters how you living/
Plus we put a lotta work can't describe what the feeling/
Ha re gadikile thata get the Eff outa the kitchen/
No

return to the same mistakes

cnd avoid another night where we're laying awake

In effect begin a step by saying the truth

cnd correct incorrect things

I'm surrounded with no where to run
By this shadows trying to kill me with doubts
I'm so tired of being pushed around I'm not backing down I'm not

the book
We got workin' men with nowhere to work — we can only pray
But every night — that's right — this town goes out to play

‘Cause it's our drinkin'

men you've ever seen have strayed
You're the only one I want to take my name
Let's get on a plane, let's get on our way
Put cell on away, don't tell em

comedy
Ratioed by the quantity, wanna be, better than a citizen
I read the law, you're a servant to the citizens
Lower that attitude, little ones targeting

Will live together with you boy (its work ?)

First you take her on your home (what)
then you anesthetize her with dope (fuck)
And then you are ready

Ever since I was a little lad
I been getting to the bag
Hard work and dedication
Everything I ever had
Nothing's gonna hold me back
And I put my life

Gave my gangster three years for a couple points of coke
Walk in the court getting roped by the cloak.

Gee D hit the spot
Wrote this inside the box

spanked by the heater
Uh Uh
And Rap niggas capping like shit till we see them
Free The Men we going spin in they place till they free them
I know what

a science it's Ferrell that blades offer glory
Cycle repeating but breeding is stopped by the judge and the jury

Streets are never safe
Lower down your

I know how to roll them up
So sheer so delicate
Pink satin panties
Lacy padding
Followed by a black waist slip

Shut up

Yes, you're correct

finally breaking out this shell
Sometimes I don't feel right so I just ride by myself
Imma work it out but first I gotta figure out the problem
Quit asking

to the dishes
I see you see us
Living comfy
Life a moving image, you don't see all
If you tripping by this point
I hope you see up
Lost a lot of people constantly

ain’t fucking with you
Niggas fucking up the shit by choice
Claiming that they men but act like little boys
All this shit is making little sense but it

secondary
You can hate us, love us man we never worried
Cuz I count my blessings like a missionary
I work a double to stack up my dough
I want my account

A lost ability
This proves my momma complicity
Better alone and unaccompanied
Than in bad company
Work for yourself not company
Dropping diamonds for free

By now the whole world should know my name Big B I be killing shit
Virginia done seen the grind but now the world gone witness it
The past couple

In this life, you got to put in work
Just got paid and I'd be lying 
If I said I never bought much
Money makes the girls twerk
Court dates were more

This where we separate
The boys from the men
I'm not Joyner
I am not Joyner
You niggas really got me fucked up
It's 'bout to get real spooky

And there's no such thing as a stranger
We're all equally backwards and wrong
Sharpened axes nor wits
Bones are broken by sticks
And you never be free 'til

Rush

Pacewon

Won

2002

the picture
With them gone, my men storm the globe and
then we'll own it, like Caesar and the Romans
Time flies, years become moments
And the Outsidaz still

Cowboys and Indians

Cross

Shove It

1988

of rock and roll

We got preacher men who want to save your soul
Got the motorcity with the Motown beat
Get hip to the beat on the hip hop street
Stars

Some people trust in gold and silver
Some people trust in mortal men silver silver
I’ll put my hope in the creator
Cos in his hands I’m just a pen yea