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with the
Maybach or the Bentley
They couldn't shut me up my
Soul is never empty
I've been spitting this game since
By All Means Necessary
They asking for

really with the shits,
Homie you could catch a shot
Up the score, game six
Scope with a magazine, hit em with a vibe
Stepped out, fresh clean, I'm a boss

not the only ones
Every soldier has a gun
We're all armed to the teeth
In some ways even me
But I practice what I preach
In fear, no one is free
So drop

through
Hustle b4 it's sunny
Coz by sun up Yankee tisun
Stay woke all night no sleeping
Even daylight we still hustle
Either lappy or pressing ur phone

make me get crazy on you like Curtis Mellin
Unlawful consumption of alcohol by a minor
I bet put down more than you… old timer
They know all about me

On the Frontline

M.O.P.

Warriorz

2000

TALKIN NONSENSE)
Sayin my family is unable to drop bomb hits
Napalm shit, move in a hail of fire
Bill, sire, trailed by an empire (FIYAH!)
Can't nobody

Empty the Clip

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Clean]

1996

way
But see survival be one of the reasons thugs
Be packin' their shit for protection
When situations are life and death
A real true gon' result

rolled up by my soldier 
Keep the doja like cat
Writing stories cat no hat
Never worried cuz I got God 
And a mac in the back 
For some laughs shits

against me
Think I lost 20 more pounds
Gave a new name to skinny

And shit ain't getting no easier
But that don't mean you gotta give up
Cause I been all

Beady Eyes on the Horizon

Jukebox the Ghost

Let Live and Let Ghosts

2008

a story told to me when I was just the age of 17, one which
God himself dictated to me, he said, "This is how all this shits gonna
Be when I blow your

it's payday
Take it by a disease, shit
Like spear ribs on hot sunday i rest a day
Stay pretend everything's okay i run my way

We got rhymes
Rhymes for

of the shame
You think I’m talking ‘bout war?
This is the way that we train
They want you stripped of the shit you were used to when everyone called you by name

I'm the brain of the operation don't get my hands dirty all my homies fucking spray shit

Assassinate if u need it pay the homies and that block they

gotta say it once or
Twice sending prayers to the soldiers that were standing my by side Nigga
Instructions got a lot of those like emotions then i just

faggot no one likes
Be a thug, be a soldier
Be upfront, be a man

All alone, these two worlds
Pull the trigger, kill myself
Had it all wrong
Weary for too

and remain unequal

32 years later, the contagious disease act is passed
Allowing female sex workers to be dehumanised and harassed
they're the one's who are

as Bonnie and Clyde
Scarface in the last scene
That is how I wanna die
Look my killer in his eyes
That shit caught me by surprise
I was high on drugs
Yeah

Cause life aint shit, but then I take a step back 
And take a deep breathe, I call on my strength 
When I got nothing left 

(Chorus) 2xs

my mind freeze and contract
I'm strapped for final combat
Tap via satellite, we picking up a signal Don't be surprised by glowing lights in the sky

breathers
Duck behind a car, get behind a tree
Take the shit off safety and aim on one knee
Shots ricochet off the bodega, react quick, think fast, no time

mom got cancer
Shit raised questions I don't even want to answer
War with every doubt that you could possibly conceive
Silent screams through the screen

Two

Rise & Shine

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

the life of the innocent, scandalous place we livin' in
Tuff love, making plans with omnipotent
Cause we true soldiers, and gettin' older
I got a queen

soldiers of deception dark seeds among our race,
an absence of free will, is all we ever face,
overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain
we

raining 可能老天爷sad
Today is raining, maybe God is sad

但有我在你旁边 这一切都不算bad
But with me by your side, nothing’s bad

I know I'm not ready

But baby you so pretty