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nigga
What's a demon to a god nigga
On the road to riches and diamond rings
In the land of the blind a man with one eye is king
I'm KING!

T.U.D

Cattle

we know not where we are finna go 
Please watch our souls as we walk down this road 
If there is dark then we must be the light, so win or loose it's

thought about it
Now lemme slow down and tell you how it all happened
As I sat on the thrown and brainstormed for the masses
Got flooded by the traffic

a roasting
The crazy neurochemical reaction creates attraction
Social levels are maxin
Sat back relaxed by facts that the brain works to the max
While we stay

Got them all talking like, "Oh my!"
Now I'm feeling Brolic, it's showtime
I might foil these plans made by your mans
"Hi, Royalty!" they yell from

from the glass shatter
Opposite, all cap like the mad hatter
Not bad for a man with a plan to drift
The waves are big, nose dive to a bad descent
No

gotta focus on ball
He say he down for least 7 
when come out he need me to be a star. 
A lil later he sentenced and I caught a growth spurt. 
God giving

the love
Not looking down I'm tryna level up
Immortalized in the music the loops are forever young
I'm a little unmotivated but no debating
I'm in the studio

these are the moments
That really end up making a man
Will he forever wonder about a woman
Or will he do what he can
So I chased you down and told you
You

(God)
Got Will Smith out here lookin' like a whole sucker
Wonder how Jaden and Willow feel about they mother (damn)
Fuck that Red Table, let's discuss

break down then build them later
To cast the first stone I'll throw a boulder
Bury you in concrete Cosa Nostra
I get inspired by the underdog
Reap

Asshole

Denis Leary

No Cure for Cancer

1993

table, and a Cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain't enough to keep a man like me interested
(Oh no) No Way (Uh-uh)
No, I've gotta go out and have

Fuck it all, I was the best to you, I
After what I put you through
You left with empty hands
I swear to god if I had knew
I'd be a better man
And I swear

Killa Lipstick

Method Man

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

made her a drink
Blew her a kiss, as I sat down, she smiled and winked
Stood up, grabbed my hand, what up, slid ya boy to the bedroom
Popped

high school you
Were the man homie
You used to be great you used to be great
Damn homie

Damn it must suck to peak in high school
Passed your SATs but

you let me breathe
So now i’m back for whats rightfully mine don’t lecture me
Who am I now?
I’m just a man who is hungry for more
Had a meetin' with God

know God is able
Remember bible studies at the table
Because of you
Oh, how different was us
You and momma had us praying
Yeah before we caught the bus

the niggas the more I stay realer see thru the grape vines  (thru the grape vines)
I can tell thru ur lies ain't gettin em by (no u gettin em by)

Man up

landed back
But I
Don't know the name no more
To know that I was, sane before
But I'll go
And brace what I am
Okayy
Sat down buildings will fall
The sky

(Cole, you stupid)

Look, you told me never let this get ahold of me
You hate to see me hurt you want to hurt someone for me
Way too down

Goose jacket and a purse
And a purse, god damn black new horses droppin out
Trotting down this road and
We are never stoppin, Louis Bags stay droppin

My

to all the pain
Karma falling down like rain
Green flowers on the table blossoming like it's May
Got to stay high to keep my heart away
Got to stay high

are weighing deep on me
In this life that we live, ends justify means
Do you know what that means
All the effort that I put in that only God sees
I'm

she bottles, 3 or 4 sitting right there by her table
Bouncer hit her line, don't do lines, but the coke she willin n able, God damn

Hittin that Ricky