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'm pissed off at myself
Sorry that I was goin' through it I'm mad at myself that I ain't holdin
I can tell the Lord I'm shot by Cupid he tell me that I

collide, I hear violins
I kiss you and the choirs all sing
Merry Christmas everyone

'Til it's time (it's time)
For goodbye (goodbye)
And we both ride

I Remember

Lil Rob

The Best of

2008

remember going to school, we meet by the track smoking a sack
With the vato I sold it too, get him stoned
Then I jack it back, remember the guero use

not fail like Lehmann in Paris -
The trophy is there and ima get it by any means,
Even if it will take years to wash sins away
For that - I’ll say fuck

your heart
Cause I know I can’t
I got a shoulder angel accompanied by a shoulder devil
That’s my conscience and temptation and I’m trying to keep them

came back to shoot
Two aunts that were inflicted 
With the sickness of their mind
They metaphorically kicked it
cnd by it I mean their lives
Were broken

Woke up chose violence
I been feeling violent
Boostin up the murder rate
Niggas getting silenced
All these tracks past
Violated by your highness

on a detour
Cuz the word is god and you'll hear His roar
You see
We are in a system a matrix
Designed by the powers that be
That serve the evil one
That you see

a mansion on the hills with a Drac' by the gate, bruh
I send my addy 'cause, baby, I got guns at my place, girl (huh)
Brand-new foreign but a nigga need

as fuck in this bape
Same one you love they'll spit in your face
Come ride with me, we winning this race
I'm high as can be, you can see by my face
Imma do

(That's all I want)
I want connections like the Mafia
Set it off with a message
I wanna start the apocalypse (Tear his city up!)
Took the first by the force

my head I hold forever high
Through the ups through the downs know we getting by
God took an angel to the sky and he let him fly
Shoutout to Sidhu

was thrown in the bad publicity
Flashback to the time with my Zac Efron styled-hair
I was held back by this fat-assed bitch who's crying (Wait!)
That

counting stacks by my lonely
Icey for the wifey and a flat for my OG
Gramophone trophy, couple plaques for the homies
I just wanna go out as the greatest

explain, just listen, imma take you to school
I'm good by myself but with you with it's a power team
Laying up smoking green, laughing at multiple things
I

heads
Still I hope I run your mind keep knocking em' dead
You know it's nearing by your time refusing the bed
Conversations over vino 'bout to alter ego

else cause you are good for health
Ahaaaaaaaaaaa, I can't help myself
Don't want nobody else cause you are good for health
Yea yea
My earth angel, you're

you and Ima prove that
Since a seed already knew that
I looked in the mirror and said you That now the angel saying OMG lord How he do that? It's

Do you feel them: the Angels of the future, poised for war?
Hanging over the paralysed present. And everyone is
Stood on their toes, and setting

show you're gonna hear
The hits you love to hear
And it's all by request here is the list
So pick your fav'rite song right here tonight

ello Cleveland!,

Baby hear me out 
This is what I have to say
Forget about the sides 
I just want my entrée
Baby you've been weighing on my mind
I wish you were here

On Lucifers time
Anybody see my account
They'll lose they mind
I out here depending on what good looks can buy
And I been getting by
But u get jealous when i

fucking immortal u can even hear the sound
Shit... Ima fucking immortal ima king gimme the crown 
Anything I do it's my city but bitch that is my town 
Ima

hear it once I write it
How exciting
Shine that light
Ainʼt gonna like it
Incorruptible
Real shit is really what be getting people to fuck with you