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in, I'm uppin' the sco'
Fuck it and run in his pockets, head to the back and I'm clutching the ghost
Niggas be pussy, ain't ducking that, you live by

a artist, been making music since December the 8th
2019 ain't that cray, all these years I been great
All this music getting played state to state, day by day

of contradictions and conflict.

The city is run by a technocratic megacorp which rules by money and force. Its power knows no boundaries. Corp’s tyranny gave birth

c sense of dread follows me
cs i crawl down.... these backstreets
Memories hazy but its still there 
cnd i can feel the demon here
I see it in

every sneer and every taunt, I only climb higher
In the backstreets, where the neon lights glow
I conjure my fate, let my confidence show

They laugh

it’s laid out
You just a work to put food in your damn mouth
I work like I am trying to feed a grandchild
Take the world by storm  I got it planned out

[00:25.24]I'm in a 4 by 4 by 4 by 4 top 3 discussion[00:28.31]I just came down from up the hill this perk hit me like rocky[00:31.29]I'm in the yo

wanna go outside[00:20.41]It's killing me every night[00:23.65]Deep sleep homicide[00:25.53]I need you by my side[00:27.98]I need you by my

she's a big ol' flirt
By now she's got me pretty tied up
Tied down, any way I chose
I got nothin' to lose
Now I'm in the fast lane going 98
By now I know

Nothin' to Lose

Unlinked Artist

Best of Spring 2005: Country, Vol. 1

2005

1-9 she's a big ol' flirt
By now she's got me pretty tied up
Tied down, any way I chose
I got nothin' to lose

Now I'm in the fast lane going 98
By now

of QB
Everybody out there know me
Infamous is the shit nigga don't sleep
We rep the ghetto in the backstreets
Pack heat you know I gotta guard my head

of QB
Everybody out there know me
Infamous is the shit niggas don't sleep
We rap the getto in the backstreets

They call me a pothead cause I burn it down

car, get you back in my arms, yeah

I got the car keys, your names on the seat by me
We can put on Backstreet, sing all the songs we used to sing
Run all

I lost my heart and all to you
In a backstreet lullaby
It's hard enough to follow through
Let alone know why you'd even want to change it
Any given

to the 9-8 block to the indo store
So I can make a quick purchase and run it back
I'm on my Silicon shit, spent ten, made back a hundred stacks
It's

Presented by Walmart: A song to promote literacy

Also featuring Sara Evans, Martina McBride, Kenny Chesney, and Brooks and

Dunn

Phil:   A little

shit
From 98 to 99 to 2006 i run wit Big Tymers
Paper Chasers and Rap Rhymers
Big Tymers, 100 Thousand Dollars Car Driver
Rim Shiners, Fuck gettin my

hood
Nigga it's all to the good
That's how we do it in the 9-8 no playa hate
Just take some shades and regulate
And represent the Golden State
And get

Today he traded his big '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal
On a new Porsche car

He ain't wearing his usual grey business suit
He's got jeans

nigga
I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga
I put up some ornaments today, nigga
'Cause 'round here, every day a holiday, nigga
This that Sorry 4

ballin' out like the '98 Lakers
Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it
Fly to Cancun on Sunday, land in France on Monday
Faded at the fashion

Where will my friends go?
When the lights go out tonight
When women in white prick their eyes and carry them into the night

Down to the backstreets

Terror Death Camp

Statik Selektah

Well-Done

2011

living by the book
We fill the jails in France, Uzes and Italy
Never do dirt in our own land
That shit's forbidden, G
Hoxha singing from the top

You gon' fuck around and die on the stage, nigga, at a show behind rap beef
Frontlinin' on the backstreets, I'm a tax-free type of nigga (I'm