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Airplane

Crucial Conflict

Good Side, Bad Side

1998

or Die keep head to the sky 

Belo - zero gonna get me by, keep on gettin me high so high 



Hindin house, P.D., like I (?) your momma, I'm a really

drowning now, let's make it rain on him
Cremation ground for him, go & get some wood for him
He should be dead by now, put photo frame on him
Report him

showing so much hatred
Man Ineed a ladder this here coming from the basement
Started writing at 4 in the morning not P.M my nigga
If you want it then you

soldier
reload smoke ya
Electricity told ya
My moms not shocked by holsters
Nor the chinky eyed cheeba chicken hawk
We smokin that Al Roker
Froze up as I

I'll never let them down
I be up on my P, I'll never let them down
Ain't no squares by me, I'll never let them round

Tell me do you see me as a friend

the table's set
Back when I never had cable yet
John Loughbrough 20p bagels then
Wow, now everybody want bread man
'Cause I get the bagels in

Red rum scorch

Don't let me keep this, a secret known only between us three
I hear ho so much I want to heave
All I have is written on my sleeves
Roll with punches until

Doggie make sure you make the news
R.I.P. prince (Yeah) first bag that I get Purple Rain in the coupe
Suicide doors gon make niggas think that it came with

trying to make it all stay
I'm in the desert in a drought but I'm trying to make it rain
I need ducats but I'm counting all my change
I'm dazed
Like

my nigga nab you know he selling by the P
We ain't smoking swisher sweet all my niggas roll a leaf
Like I'm making quesadillas mix the cheese in with

came thr-o-u-g-h
When y-o-u
Was on the floor back then
Screaming to death not knowing the cause
We're imperfect, we - got floors
Plans to be saved by

grace
John Snow in the cold
I'm the king of the gate
Zone for the dome
Cause I'm breathing an eighth
Won't play with my food
Let me season the steak

(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, huh

Glock on Biggie and the clip two pack, get it?
Tryna tunnel my vision like Tubman (gang, gang,

Are we doing the most?
(Are we doing the most?)
(I think we're doing the most)
I don't believe we're doing the most
I think everyone else around us

And by the fifth collect dough
V.I.P waitress know
Them bottles low
Just bring mo
Keep em cold
Sorta like my soul
Back up in this bitch
Diamonds stay

Nostra flow, I'm John Gotti (Gotti)
I've been on a roll, you can't stop me (Can't)
Use my mind, soul and my body (Body)
Rich in spirit, so you can't rob me

Codeine needed 
Oxycodone addict
Boy I'm team no sleep 
I dont need no mattress
Let my young nigga smoke him
I dont need no matches
Live by three P's

Jesus!
Yeah, I'm steady thanking God for the day
And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say
Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway
Through it all,

spiral
Reigned over us by division, your hate is subliminal
I'm quitting alcohol this season, I'm only musical
I'm paving a way for my family, the wealth

hate time wasted by suckers
These n*ggas scared
Nowadays n*ggas too p*ssy to settle sh*t off knuckles
Way that I’m ballin’ on n*ggas mane
I just might

paid
People better give us some money
Check my name
It's Triple P, LP, PP, It's Mr P
I'm on beast mode, okay flex mode
She texted me, and said hell no
I

somethin brand new
Oh yeah by the way the name’s young shmoo
Listen up boy I’m just startin I ain’t ever gonna stop, foo
Named Young Shmoo just to honor my

A best friend for you
I’d lose the girl who’s loved me before I could tie my shoes
I thought it’d be remiss for us not to try, but its unrequited
Left you

My Tea’s Gone Cold I’m Wondering Why
I Got Out Of Bed At All
The Morning Rain Clouds Up My Window
And I Can’t See At All
And Even If I Could It Would