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know why
My whole family is loud you should know
But I guess it's a trait I'll gain as I grow
I remember playing racing games with my bro
Calling my

?d need to know, on 18 video tapes


Like here?s the way you hold a bat,

Be sure to keep that shoulder back

And when you cast that rod and reel,

Well use

You could fuck around
I could fuck around. You could fuck around

All day long (Gimmie Mine!)
I be on that marijuana
Everybody know a nigga really love

(Visual, visual, visualize)

So now she seems nearer as I was peeping her through the rearview 
And it just dawned on me, I don't know who you are, who

something different
Crying out, God, why do you hate me, I don't fucking get it
Every night I hot-box in the driveway
Trapped inside my mind, I don't know how

for real
These boys ain't trapping for real
Was taught always be on my guard if you Lack you get killed
Before I let you starve I'll get back in that

disrespectful its the lack of respect
She tap in its only right that I had to tap back
Hog heaven jet black get in traffic grab that
Tycoon and you know i do it

but don't get credit for it
But by the time the curtains close because they obviously will
I'll have my own holiday and a monument built
So you can keep

Tuck Ya Ice

Trick Daddy

The Truth Hurts

2008

thangs out
Birdman stunna, nigga, we don't sit in jail
Real nigga's do real thangs
You know we make bail
Trick, hit me on the cell
Know I gotta make

the course, don’t call it a relapse, 
& i don’t clap back, 
I’ll take the cap, turn it back with the strap & make it snap, 
Oh crap, 
I did the tit for the tat,

And yea we pass around the plug cause ain't no I in team 
Ima tell the bitch what it is and what it ain't you know I don't sell no dreams
Hit that lil bitch

Don't look at me 
I'm the bus stop boxer 
 
 
Goin' down by the railroad tracks 
Where people know that they'd better not relax 
I'm the man, baby, I am

as hell the stussy mixed with the nudie clothes
LA LA land I still wanna visit
For niggas that lived there I don’t know how y’all did it
Getting into

'cause I can't keep up with the comments right now
(So Buez, what's up with you? Do you rap or?)
So why don't I reply y'all with this
(I go by

The Man Upstairs

Mac Mall

The Macuscripts, Vol. 3

2005

and what you call 'God'
Holy Bible to the Holy Quran
Everybody seekin' salvation
Some try to get it by smokin' dumb-dums
Some only feel it when they get

off without you by my side
Baby, I'm better off with you by my side, oh yeah
Running this race
Trynna catch up, but I'm right in last place
And I can't

I’d never rat to them
If rap don’t work I’ll get Pablo to patch me in
Cuz this industry gon drive us to the edge and call it accidents
Should I talk

alive
Fingers crossed still wishing to die
Put on anaesthetic by some paramedic
Man, I told you you'd never get it, yo this shit is just pathetic

inventory
I still forget my verses like I'm Dory
Said it before but I'm givin' God, glory
Yeah I know He's written His plan out before me
You've all been

You can't pass on that.
 It's looking up.
If you don't understand some shit I'm saying, look it up.(LOOK)
I'm trying to lift us up.(UP)
Up, up and away,

back
Last thing you hear before things go black
If I get you, I get you
It ain't no way you gettin' that lick back
Cool and collective, don't make me

the Only place to Go
I heard it many times 
But I really didn't know 
Til I really choose 
What the mirror really spoke 
I'll fight for you forever x2

I was

can't read but I can write
I don't bark, I like to bite
I look like I could be white
But you can't see me in the night
I'm a blind man with insight
I'm

Kiss Your Ass Goodbye

Sheek Louch

After Taxes

2005

violence now since Ja ruined 50
I don't know no other way but to rap gritty
Fuck that, baby, when I'm rich
Until then where the fuck is my thugs at up in