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vibin
You don't even pick up for him
He thinkin you be hiding
Probably 'cause I'm providing
I hear a lot through all of the sirens and violins
Please just

He got struck by lightning
Turned him to bologna
Sippin' mud
Ain't no beer up in this cup
I ain't no trophy
Okay, I run up on that boy
I tuck that

(Gggg gyra)
(Bitch)
(Hmm)
The lights off, we still shining so you know it's us
No days off, I'm still grindin' FN by my nuts
Fifty P's ain't bussin'

cause the enemy working.
I'm suited and booted with armor on
Him dying for me made my armor strong
Gotta keep the sword and the shield
Need it to show

who don't know me that's ready to ride with me,
With or without em I'm a roll one deep to get you by myself preferably,
Im a G not a gangster but its

Pop out with semis
Them chops by the plenty
I shoot til it's empty
Gon bust your confetti
Got murder my mind like that young nigga melly
I'm thinking

Latyrx

Latyrx

The Album

1997

so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes, 
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts, 
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly

stacking right on me
The lies on me
Defied by me
The lines y'all see, are defined by me
Can't see the vision, y'all blind, I see
I can, take so much, that is

out and made a name now my money in different colors
Oh I made a band today by the end Imma make another
I been beating every standard that I set like

By the way all of my friends are dead
But I can live happy without taking meds
(No way Hozay)
(Slat Slat)
Baby I don't need no blunt
(Pow pow pow)
I

I’ll get by tomorrow
She said fuck me today, be by my side tomorrow
Drunk off the love, I’ll get high tomorrow
I dropped her off today, might go

seen him alive
But one thing was certain
The Tomb was indeed empty
And noted by all accounts
But even more interesting
His following didn't dry out

I'm crazy, please don't lose your love

Side by side, don't muddy my waters, I saw you lookin
I don't know if I'm worthy for your lover
We can get low

parts with his parts out, and
Then he just laid his shit down
And it was great by then went to
'Ye house, played it for him, he
Was like, 'cool' wayne

in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)

If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me

the motherfucking hull plating
Fuck me for never learning how to relate
Fuck my bands for missing too many dates
And for being influenced by bands that everybody

ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only

Double band broken on the track
Keep it Double Dutch with my raps
I could Double tap but I got a bat if I don't wanna get physical with the gat
Imma

taste
Lyrical parkour, have your back spinning like I slid him on some cardboard
Ya living like a toll gate
First you up then down and claim you hold

crush, when the vocals of that local named Eyedea hit your ear
So c'mon, get your chair and stand up

[Chorus]
Because I'd rather give him a uppercut than

niggas get crazy
I'll put a Tek in they face

Never leave without a stick
A nigga get crazy
I'll put him right in his grave

Crazy I really thought you

To nobody
Praise to the most high
Always keep him close by
Sipping on mimosas
Enjoying the culture
Realize that we one step closer
Ready to blow like
A g** in

I don't know what Michelle
Would do without me (do with out me)
Everybody in the world seems to now
Be part of my family (part of my family)
Now

Greenland

Herbert Grönemeyer

Chaos

1993

be alright'
A foolish song, without a tune

I see no land
I see no end
There's no way out or in
Frustration fans
The burning bands
I want my