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go to hell
I serve dishes to you bitches make it so clear 
She got fetishes for my viscousness I'm so scary 
She fantasizes about the ring of its so

George Jones and Jesus

Lance Miller

There Will Come a Day

two.
George Jones and Jesus pulled me through.

When a man is on the bottom he may not cry for help.
But he needs to know he's not alone in hell all

Separate the seed
Smoke the bloom
Come see me grow
Come take a view
Never sold my soul for the views
My type of shit my type of dude
In every grind that i

Intelligent, poetic when she spoke,
Her knowledge and heart beats synchronize
Got carried away by her positive vibe
Reach for a hug and she hugged me back
Keep

I be hangin in Harlem and
My shit is for real here
If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread
You can't kill me I was born

So they can gun us down in Public 
How you serve but won't protect 
did you wake up and wanna Murder me 
Ima handle dis shit myself cause 911 ain't for

Searchin' through the city for this hoe Dike Jones (where they at?)
Take a shot of drank, just to get me in the zone (in the zone)
I know you see me comin'

see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside

Thugz Mansion

Nas

Better Dayz

2002

see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside

Baby how is it to be
Tell me what you see for you and me for now
I never caught a feeling this hard
Lost in your eyes
Summertime is over now
I'm feeling

Cause I been waiting
Cause I been waiting

Will you be the one for me
Will you be the one for me
Cause I been waiting by the phone like
I been

Abandon Ship

Busta Rhymes

The Coming

1996

den take you for your keys
I'm not lying or joking, you get broken
Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and

People always asking me, how your shit be

My Old Lady

Snoop Dogg

Guilty Til Proven Innocent

1998

I want to dedicate this to my old lady 

[Chorus] 
Nah  Do you know my old lady (Quarter key  Quarter key) 
Tell me what she do for me (Quarter

What's Your Alias?

Mystikal

Ghetto Fabulous [Clean]

1998

wanna see me?
Close your eyes and hold your breath that whore pushin' that store
Cuttin' on over to quicker death
Bet you niggas are set for ghettos soon

or Howard
But who the fuck is you to judge when you don't even know me
Bitches in my dms shooting shots like they was Kobe but this shit old like ginoblee

me in it
Got a piece so shiny, you see yourself in it
Cause I'm a bread winner, 3-65 head spinner
Mike Jones be my name, but you can call me Sachie
I

for a telephone
That never rings or ever brings any joy
It's just me and the TV
Listening to a country CD
On the stereo or radio by George Jones

I'm

on you niggas from a whole different altitude
High up in the sky like I'm Howard Hughes
The first one really only took me an hour or two
The next one is

jones
You can call me what you want
But you can't call me broke
You can assume
But you don't know
I don't put up no front
I run the show
And furthermore

TRILL you got it 

Life on the beat
Fuck what you need
My body lit came to the real
Hit to the hit aah
Pain on me pay for the team aah 

Prey for my squad

the fool
Send you my way so, you can deny me
Back where we started there's no improvising
Love is a game, you're not playing for keeps
Leave me or love me

and seeds
Finesse me is what you won't do, mami
Stress me out you on the curb by Wednesday
Its Friday
Yeah little bitch I want it my way
High yellow bitch

the country for some neck
Pulled out forty bands out my pocket, watch me flex
GV Honcho bitch, I been told you I was next
Shawty on my conscience, You was with

at the table with you, break bread and drink wine
The whole time they plotting to dig into ya' spine
I guess they see me headed to the top they scared to climb