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How we riding looking clean
Chilling so mean
With my team
Stood up on the scene
And what do you mean
They be asking Ty
Why you sell it by the bundle?

in me baby

I'm Done


I'm hanging up my hat

I'm giving back my guns

The White Boy Outsiders Club

Just lost another one

The Hemingway drinking

the rabbit hole I go
Running late anyway
Gotta catch up to debate
After I finish this plate
And drink a little rosé


Bridge:
Can’t take my time
What’s time

figures all morning yeah
Still thinking figures right now
Ive been looping beats so i can play them right round
Ive been toking heat and you can hear by my

Dream Out

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

dreams......(repeat))

a couple nights with my alarm set for ten I've gone
to sleep in my bed then woke up in the pentagon
in the basement, adjacent to the war room
by

Yes I feel It
I feel my beloved bayou
My ghetto
This is a story of where I was born
No man's Land

Let me kick some flavor bout this young cat named

it's gone
and where i'm at
where it's gone
and where i'm at
and that's that

n o a m e n d s
i should like to remember
how i used to forget you
instead i

I'm a wildfire and your dreams are mine
(Jack $hirak)
Wanna walk the wire with you by my side
I'm a wildfire and your dreams are mine
Wanna walk

Now I don’t understand some n****s
I just move like a brand my n***a
And I’m just going ham on n****s 
In the booth I just run up the figures 
And I

a bun
I'll tie your
Hands and feet
cnd when we're done
It won't be
Nice and neat
Cock, aim my gun
Right at your
Bright ass cheek
cnd let it run
Like it's

Ouwee,
Yeah uh
Last summer i was falling for this chick
Fast runner when she saw dem boys
Seen her curve em quick
Now n days they want to love da kid

and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this

Shut da Fuck Up

Da Beatminerz

Brace 4 Impak

2001

frozen wrists, or Cris',
guns'll bust when wind blows
My fist could knock holes though nigga
Wittier shit, gritty as hell, pretty as fuck
Dirty

at the mirror of the dude
J-E-N-K-O that's me
Uno, dos in the Air that's Peace
Bills need paying, but my Job give a fuck
Late with the rent then I owe 50 more

Thought we hit him with a ray gun
They ain't seen my floaties when they
Threw me and I came up
Closet full of Comme des and
I ain't never played once
His

and violence my people know that I'm on it

I got a thing for chaos
I love guns knives all that shit
I'm not the type to hide it
I love going on these risky

Not Savage Gang
I'll spend a band
I'll give my shooter ten
He gon hope out that Benz
Get yo ass in the blend
I ain't got time to play we'll knock off

better try n find one

Yeah
The hot, the cold
The weak, the bold
The new, the old
Am I supposed to be the one to end it?
I stop, I grow
I drop, I rose
I

Yeah, you know the truth is the truth, you know?
Yeah, uh, uh
Huh, huh

When I look at your shit, I'm like, "Ha"
When I look at my shit, I'm

wasn't doing right cause
Life wasn't going well
I'm gon tell a story
Ghostwritten by Sean Bell
Detective suppose to protect us
But now dectective shoot us

'Cause soon as I get loose
I'll be shooting from my top gun
Better duck, duck, Goose
Gotta noose on every verse
So you hanging on my every word
And if you

Holding on cause I said I will
Fuck the pigs cause they kill at will
My regards to your buisness is your above the law and that shit not real
Some it

on you suckers like you
Soft and sap hoes and death to you bitches
On your grave is a black rose

Stay with a gat, aim for the hat
I bang for the set, I'm

on the map
Helped made Newham important
I was just nineteen when I bust my gun in Club 19
And Stormin run
Showed me the blueprint, now I'm all over