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That's pure gas in the j I flick my ash in the tray
I get them bitches out the gate you gotta ask for the play nigga
Surrounded by real niggas that keep it

majesty
You can marry me today, girl all we need is drip

Drip (14x)
Yeah, yeah

(Verse 1)
Yeah, gotta be working my way, y'all having us lay in pile

Party at ten
Party of Tens
All of em friends
This just began
Counting my ends
Run me them calls like sprint
I'm in my some Clarks no Kent
Hotbox

Ooh, look how far we came
I'm goin' ten for ten, you wouldn't believe it
Pressure makes diamonds
My mom made a genius
Think about it, I just hold

to count
I've had enough
Pack it up
All of your feelings of doubt
Can shove it, uh
All praise to the Most High
Always know that He's close by
Can't want it

Say them people hit me Wednesday
I had made bail by Thursday
I was back at it on Friday
In the kitchen early Saturday
I ain't strike nothing till

it for sure
Wanted three end up throwing him four
On the stove he just watching it boil
Know its fire you can tell by the oil
Bitch you know I'm big

just move through these streets like a fucking centipede 

A thousandleggs hopping over putty graves 

I'm slicker than some oil out of slaves grave

Dimes of hard to the oils
10 dunt they gon pull us
It was dark dodging bullets
At the park with the bullies
Use the park don't you push us
Rip them off he

weed by the Forty
Yea they adore me
Maybe the way that Im flowing
Or its the sauce or the potion
I don't be knowing but I know I be on 10
Cruising

sit a prince
2 guns on me now I gotta glitch That shoot 10 to 6
By the time you realized what I Said it's gone be late as shit damn
I done super bowled

oil
Faking evidences to justify war
Blood on politicians’ hands 
Funded by the gun industry

THOSE ARE THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
WHEN THERE’S NO ESCAPE
FROM

crying for only food to eat
Trillions barels of oil sold day by day
Still Ghetto people get no food to eat.
Our daughters are turning into prostitution
Our

Haiti (by Bazza T)
Intro
Like a good captain yuh affi sink wid e ship
Mi alone know where every puzzle fit
If yuh careful de place get stink like yo

Mockin
Comin reachin for yo gun
Unload the whole clip
Yo I'm still not done
Like You hit me 10 ten times
And I smile
Like it's fun
Watch your body twitch

of oil, we ain't use the same kind
I burn that midnight, you got a tame grind
Won't see me robbing by moonlight or daylight
My numbers are hard earned I

out on the highway to hell

It's about time I checked the oil
I knew I was told to, but I went
Ten miles over not even a
Four leafed clover could help

longer have a choice
Spot in your top ten as long as I have a voice
Rolling a bubble joint laced with hashish oil
Has me on planet mars other words has me

of gratitude now I've found you
That body cute I might spoil you
10/10 girl you fine tuned
Bros chopping bricks just like kung fu
If you violate we gon find you

Arise, disaster spreads in the city of Krat
Tampered by a greater source of power
The streets flooded with blood, falling into madness
The great city

News persuasions,

Racial segregation, 
A fucked up generation
History written
For a white American
Class ambitions

Getting fed by the Media
Hungry like

Old Jake

Chris LeDoux

Old Cowboy Heroes

1980

winter's night
Just chewin' and talkin' and smokin' by the coal oil light
Well old Jake had been aweful quiet that evenin' and he stared hard and long
He

Why Must I

State Property

State Property

2001

The Truth and The Reason
I can't give you the answers (Nope)
I try to do the right thing
But I swear by god
I'm not Spike Lee, I skip my school days (Fuck

Awol

Paris

Sonic Jihad

2003

was brutal
Then the ground split and caught us by surprise from the shootin'

[Chorus: x2]

It was all surreal, seen 'em blow the spine out his