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single law
Broken by the system
Written laws just been shittin
On the black and brown communities
Like Britain fixin their mission
1776
Claimed “freedom

I Might Be

The Game

Back to the Traphouse [Clean]

2007

you ova here is you a waitress or somethin? Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress. So do what you do iight. I'm a give you this

call me Snowflake
Hol' up wait a second, you know
What I make a second, nigga
All my pockets pregnant, nigga
All yo' pockets naked
Got the sauce I got

gold we got both 

Ooo chingoos only 
Ooo whats on our mind 
Ooo by the poolside 
Ooo 247 grind 
Chingoos 
Run it up 
Fuck it up
Gettin up 
Blo Blow up

watch his life do a remix
He was just tryna feed 
Couldn't go for the boy so they went for the team 
The empire
My Taraji look out for me 
I'm the man

I hate hits
Man I hate singles
I'd rather listen through the album
Sip pop with ham and Pringles
Get all the little tingles that you get the first

really know what was just going on
As I got older, I started to understand
Every single day, I had been raped by that man
Offering me meals and disguising

feeling unlimited everyday I know these oops and these hoes want me
Still getting high every single day
Put za in big blunty

I got a vision
What's your

Man it is what it is
You could be a star
You can make it in the biz
Drive a foreign car with a payment on the wrist
But If you ain't got bars homie you

that's capable of stopping you
If you see 'em down then pick 'em up don't do what lobsters do
Never been a man well change that cause that's what fathers

with different plan
I'm gritting at the teeth
Conversations that built a man
I do what I want
That's just my energy
You'll get stuffed up in a trunk
If

Keep Your Eyes on the Prize

The Action

The Best of Cold Chillin': In Control, Vols. 1-2

2001

pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master

y'all saved my life

Fuck man my dick hurts, what the fuck
Well it was the first time I guess it couldn't be perfect but meh fuck it
Oh shit, I should

saying
No matter what the day is i'm feeling at home
Whatevers on my brain man i'm feeling at home
No matter where that stage is i'm feeling at home

holiday
Grew up and started
Was active every single other day
They don't know what I'm on
These man don't know what I've been through
Have you ever felt so

footsteps, oh adversity Slim
Ignored and blackballed by those who hold the keys Slim
Fuck obscurity, I'll yell obscenities, make enemies and melodies
While I

young, having fun, traveling
Chasing this career, a nigga gotta have some balancing 
Living single, do what I want, no one to answer to
But this heart I

goin' for it i'm tryin' for it
And until theni have to make the
Life that I do live
As happy as I can and try to
Do the best with what I have
Do you know,

there for you
Nothin' but love
Hit-boy on the boards
Your man, the maestro himself, Mr Jones
It's just natural like
That's what it gotta be
Shout

I know you got a man
I know you got a man shorty
I hope he understand
Nothing personal homie
I swear it wasn't planned
Very random I am totally

What it is shawty? Can I roll good?
See you impressed by the game like ya s'pose to
You see rap stars with cars and black cards
All you get is convos,

I’m the golden boy (me)
In every single story there’s a part for me 
I must be blessed by the trinity 
Cause even at an obstacle there’s always three

my only fan bothered by ya ex man when he be up on the gram she said you a dub had to ruin homies plans I’m just keeping it a stack hold this grand 
Me

This world wont tear me down
Its I who wears the crown
They hate to see me now
Theres greatness all around
Loved This Song So I had to make a remix