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I'm like “Hell yeah I'm down”
Yeah that's what counts
I'll be around make sure to bring the ounce
Yeah that's what counts bounce

Huh Yeah
On my way we

kept face in bowl Pyrex
Never ungrip by mighty claw
Let the spirit speak I ain't gotta flex
Bloody face cus log saw rough
Bluff base snugged free like

Bring heat 'til the devil in hell respect me
I live my life in a hellish frenzy 'til I'm dead on the toilet like Elvis Presley
Got a hand grenade, live in

can you capture me
Bad predicaments seems to always be after me
And i pray to the gods for wisdom and live happily
Actually im a tell em how i do it

Listen, it's Nolay aka Bella Gotti, yo
Every chick wanna be bad
So they rap about experiences
They've never had
Their boy's seatbelt is the closest

Complete one-eighty
Faithful to the music like it's one lady
So why give her just one baby
Future endeavors we ain't well off yet
Be my Earth, just different

Make You Mine

Mac Dre

The Best of Mac Dre, Vol. 3

2006

went bad on a bitch but I don't love her
She want an apology but I ain't Rueben Studdard
I'm buttered so she jock me style
She buttered but she not me

hittin off, Like where this is going
This time i take her back to my own place
Call me prepared, my place looking straight
Start off by pouring us a little

got J-O-B's

Still they make 'em turn around and get down on they knees

Me, I'm screamin' in the house I just won by three

So when I run out

Then we get a free car
Had them cuffs on my wrist in the police car
Never thought that this would be the life that I live
I'm a take me some shit before

Joel Embiid (Bop)
I'll put you underground like planting seeds
If I ain't with the gang, I'm still with my gun, bitch what was you thinking?
Don't

A Million Eyes

Apani B Fly Emcee

Bronx Science: The Art of Engineering, Vol. 1

2005

a million eyes ? 2x
[Apani]
I stood up to be counted,
You beat me down surrounded by your million eyes
My bones cracked, it sounded like Hell's thunder

a fact everybody gotta 
Face Christ
Every tongue gon confess Christ is Lord be it as it may and this world tastin like
Hell fire from bad choices to fix

told
You ain't a rebel
Just a well behaved slave
Stockholm sentimental
Talking 'bout you miss you miss your
Childhood and place you grew up, i don't
I

leave this place
I don't want to
Be here for one
More minute and I
Just gotta and uh
God I miss this fucking shit

I can't count the times
That I
I can't

I learned the basics from my ace that I used to trade tapes with
And we was sittin' in class, watchin' the clock tickin'
And waitin' 'til we can be

runnin' - High Speed 
Yeah I know my fuckin' shit is stun stunnin'

You don't know what it's like to live a fucked up life  
Noone's by your side and all is

failed to destroy the one who hated,"
I was surely on my way to a definite undoing
That an innocent man could be thrown into the depths of hell is

pain, I can tell by what you saying, but

My bad (I'm sorry)
I forgot you were fragile
I forgot someone who doesn't even know me told you I'm

conceilin' it
Ooooor...
I could just hop out da 4 door
With 4 man
Den we wet you up easily...
(Fuckin' hell)
I could just hop out da 4 door
N done him up bad

about what we share. the physics can't be done by  
 
  
number, and they be watching, and they give awards, and  
one by one we got to live on that,

to the action/ i can not stop doin hip hop when I live it / non suicidal i ask for health and life and the gods give it/ when you be magical become the wand/ idris

another he'll be shaking his head
I don't even know him but I know he is shaking his head
Laying in his heaven bed
Wanna know something I picked up a book

base
 fangs in a bad place tryna climb up la all day 
babies in the rearview ok ahhh
The black noise swearing they ain't got it
Of course the fucking