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Chicago, wake me up at the sunrise
Dozing off in hotel rooms, glitter sparkle in her eyes

(I'm wishin') I know I always do and I'm wishing I don't 
(I'm

with a genre
Oh you don't like profanity, vanity
References to ganja
Videos with more guns than a game of Contra
When you lift me up and put them down
It

track of the days gone by 
Lockdown claimed lives so I gotta go and make up for lost time and make the most mine
All the time in my house 
Had me

If I Die

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents Best of Suavehouse Vol. 2

2001

wouldn't spin without gangsta shit
I don't know what you've been told 
But baby somebody told me
(Only the strong will survive)
If I die press play to bring

off a nerve
Y'all be surprised by the way I observe
Y'all don't believe that I hop in some German engineering
Put it in sport and then swerve
Y'all

his album
"A Fish out of Water"
Cause it's DOA when he flops
Doubt is just something to rise above
Cause if you ain't got nothing else
You've got me i

enough
Old school Hip Hop 
Yeah, I'ma bring it back

Now I had to mess with rappers and teach them the game
I know I'm best If you don't like it
Then quit

surprised don’t ever put me on no pedestal, Get you  
High girl this dick like an edible, this ain’t shit from no plug this that medical, switch up  
Flows

burnt by the 3 KKKs- 400 plus years beginning stage- 40 acres and a mule- where it’s at I’m confused- only country it’s a crime to send ya kids to school-

and then I’m backing em
Unlike them I don’t just claim I’m actually platinum yeah
And you a liar nigga
You wouldn’t be a match for me if you were fire nigga

(Spoken):|This is where the DJ talks. Don't say anything, okay?|Okay, eh?||(Sung):|Cooo, loo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coooo!|Cooo, loo, coo, coo,

us in so we gon kick the door down
Dropped my first album got these people wanting more now
Takin stages bout to pack up hit the road now
See me in

Imma go and get it, rocket fully loaded, don't  get floated in the frenzy
We shoot for t, infini
When you shoot for stars I get wounded by the glock work

singer drops an album
Ta la kpe ta lon dahun gan
And if dem say dem dey find
The realest of its kind
Tell the person searching that you found one
Teslim

like that tryna give me the most advice
Niggas that don’t like me should be murdered
Your raps equals a vegan gyro cheeseburger
You hate to see niggas

Song Name-Hurting Me. Album-Messy

It's the fourth time in a week and you havn't returned my calls.
Said you're out there with your boys,
Do you know

damned if you flex on me
The radio is filled with garbage over techno beats
And all these songs about cash are what we just don't need
Yo, nobody care

Don't you think like that
I will love you endlessly
If you'd only believe me
Don't you feel like that
I will love you forever
If you'd only

the late night like my name was Jimmy Fallon
You was doubting on my talent
But hearing the fucking album
Glazers tell me we was homies and haters cursing

just for you and me
Pussy drippin' Fiji bitch I just need a mop
I treat beef like albums bitch all that shit get dropped
I ain't got no brains spent my

the messenger, fire the preacher, they crow
Find the teachers, they don't 
I've been freed by fake folks
Stopping me, no they won't 
They won't stop my bank roll,

got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

whipped me by that willow tree
I used to be worry free; now that isn't me
Reality is somethin' I have trouble holdin' on to
Maybe it's 'cause I have nobody

me out of West Oak Lane
Then I got a nine to five gig as a baler
My fuckin arms looking like a spinach eating sailor
I said fuck that man I'll see