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Yeah 

VigOrMorTis 

NomDY 

DIA 

Buzzinga 
Home run 

Na so ma haters dah yawa 
(With the wave) 

Na chi na bar masu bawa, 
(U served) 

I light up

Do You Like Criminals?

Westside Connection

Bow Down

1996

better be glad
I got 3 strikes because back in '85 
I'd been done gave your ass a black eye
See I been waving at your ass all week but all
You do is roll

And the ones who gave us R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Yo I'll never be the emcee that you want me to be
There'll always be something I do or say and you won't agree
That's my

So i've been sat side thinking
Staring out the window with this tea that i was drinking
Reminiscing back when i was wishing for the weekend
Pissed up

the same way
Yeah build a relationship with GOD by prayin'
Just gave you the key, now go open the gateway
Like Juice i'm tryina change the world
Together We

bars, back our veterans you see
They're our heroes, the one who stood tall. Ancestor nations called, gave it their all

From the revolutionary war,

gave me up when it got too much
Yeah, you left me here behind, without a reason why
Lost without your love falling from above

Will I ever make it

with Christ
He gave Himself up for you and I but it wasn't on no suicide
He told the stone to roll away and hit the toosie slide
Man I'm too alive, are

did with guys and also girls
That's only one of the hundreds of things she did to me LJ the 4th
Bombarded, tormented by her hits it felt like she was

up a mill so every beat I touch I walk on
Too cold like winter gave em chills these rappers freeze up when i hop on
Want all my whips some like my girl

long cause that shit right there
Equals failure
That's why
That's why
You're the reason that
You got me
Yeah you got me
I'm still inspired by all

talking on my phone, baby
You gave up on me
Left me all alone, baby
You looked down on me
Now I’m flying free
I’m going out
I’m going crazy
Workin’ hard you

of the soul converted to dollars
You gain attention by losing your honor 
Gave you all the smoke, you hyperventilated 
Like your blood pressure, I stay elevated

songs makin' records break
2 and a half million sales by the second week
Motherfucker, you eat 'em up!

I'm twattin' ya now cuz I can't shoot you in

between

We some bosses
All them losses just made go gain some fiends
Woke up living what i dream

Fucking hoes don't know their names
Buying clothes i

make it to heaven when I up this b**** an let it squeeze 

Everyday Ruth Chris Eddie v’s 
Brought up by shooters can’t rerock the pedigree 
Pull up with

I want that music shit so bad,  so I'm gonna give, I'm gonna give it all
Yeah all that I have until I end up dead
It's kinda sad because the ones you

two
Not three
Literally no one
By now
I thought I'd see at least someone
We got a dust storm coming in
We let it settle in
Let the vision clear up just

I'm finna pick up, baby Grimey
Niggas hoes, we take soo many poles
That think we gon' slime em, he a Hoe', n he ain't blow his pole
Bet I'm finna slime

you thousand more times than I've said it
But don't keep me waiting or I'll just forget it
Cause my music career will blow up any second
I have told you

need full custody
I been gone for a minute now it's up for me
Baby mama done gave up on me
Gotdamn she so unlucky
Rap shit got ducks in a row for me
But

on
No more fighting no more stress
You give me strength I do it all for you
So when we tally up the sum
We won't have to say we lived as prisoners
We were

You got me wrapped up (Aye)
Caught up in the next plot (Aye)
Chart chasing, like I'm worried 'bout the next stock
Heart racing, not connecting to my

would explain Increasing frequency of my mood swings
Caused by the stress of life and us being on different wavelengths
89 BPM the only time I say what I