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the beast
I'm on my toes while you stay creased, you lost controlled you can't save me
Fuck all the hoes that would play me, I thought it wasn't gonna be

no drama, boy I plan to lay low 
Long as this day goes by, and my people's they not Wylin
My XR it stay on silent 
Imma keep it rock, rocking 
Aw man

Your gonna prove it don’t
Lose it most
New shit ghost
You this close
Music post
Blue tick? Nope
So who clicks?
Noone
1 play, 2 plays, 3 plays that’s

the water (I’m outhere)
Play with one of mines im like leatherface man it slaughter (Killing)
Old n****** can peep my demeanor so they watch they daughter

Babe wants a gaff, I wanna give her one
Same time I wanna rep and but my city on
And put Midi on the P you gotta give a song
Means I can't save the way I

me, I'ma say orange is the new black
You ask me if I'll ever patch things up with my uncle in the future
No, before I patch things up with Cliff, I'll

I snoozed
And lost as I like to say
You snooze you loose to niggas
When telling em about life
In my own perspective
But I won't blame em
Since they

and dandy, quite happy as a child with candy
Nothing fancy, a man with issues that none can see
Cause no one sees me, non-existent and transparent like

Fantasy

T.K. Kellman

Mosaic

2004

Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your

translating
Fear that the mind can really call Satan,
But really demons in thought forms, hope that you escape them
On emotional scales that you've been

Fantasy

Los Doctores Del Ritmo

Los Doctores del Ritmo

2001

Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your

now, I don't play
But you're not here, you say come through
Right now, I'm on my way
Stress on my mind, life
Test every time, I
Can not rewind
Any

't even see what's about to go down, man
SMG, Bitter Harvest, drop it
These cats don't know nothing about old school, man
Nothing about old school, you feel

Parked by the meter man
I done lost a dime, lots of green on some Peter Pan
Grill em like a pita man
Swing just like a Peter man
Snap me you can see

and checking old ones, focus up

You never can break me, I make the rules
I came in this game winning, don't play to lose
I'm calling my shots, switch, I'm in

the molly
The soft and the zans
Dont give a damn its part of the plan
Yeah you know that I do what I can
Yeah I'm the man in your city
Stacking them hundreds

Fantasy

University of Arizona Pep Band

The University of Arizona Pep Band

2002

Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space,
And the world can't erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your

for a hater
Tell them see you later

I had to shut down the city
I brought the bad bitches with me
All of these bitches my daughters
It's time to eat

gon' push our hardest till they give it to us
Make the beats by ourselves so they can't take from us
And we work too hard to master our craft
To let you

black homie say I told you thats phony
Man why you put your money in that stupid ish
But he couldn't quit
He just felt that it was too legit
Even heard my

with me
You can
Hang up your raps now or hang in a choke
I'd rather
Hang by my neck than hang because of my throat
New York City in the building nigga

the way
By the way, I'm on a paper chase
You n****s out of shape
I can't hesitate, I ain't tryna wait
I want it right away 
Ain't no time to waste
So if I

poppin', these niggas can't stand it
Surrounded by bandits, lil' nigga, you stranded
She with a killer, I told her, don't panic
If I hop on a beat, bitch,

From the city where niggas lost and jealous
The white man be making laws and jail us
They call it Los Angeles, where you get wings before you run
I tell