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the effort too, but..
I just keep coming back
I'm hoping that you choose me
Before you gotta lose me
Mix signals, so loud, so confusing
So girl, I'm hoping

Look bitch, I'm not feeling your shit
Every song that I'm on
I be killing the shit
Your flow wack, I throw packs
Still on the bricks
I'm dealing with

Gun clappin' while y'all yappin'
I don't trip off shit, I did my shit
Gave y'all more flavor to flip
Showed y'all niggas how to mix a bag of chips

I pop a perc to ease the pain yeah
Said I been going through some thangs yeah
Gotta keep my gun I don’t know who to trust
Its YSL who fuckin with us?

I pop a perc to ease the pain yeah
Said I been going through some thangs yeah
Gotta keep my gun I don't know who to trust
Its YSL who fucking with

all these days, my song gets better by the pressure i have and the sound im using stoops to a level so high only to sooth those that are fair a bird

Genuine Article

Kid Rock

Grits Sandwiches for Breakfast

1990

strap
'Cause I was a son of a gun

Livin' life on the run
Now I pleaded 18 and outdone by none
Bold, Young, Handsome, Bad like Bronson
Pumpin'

your style 
They wish to see the day 
When the Telly* go die 
But i make it inna life by the help of the most I 

Mix up mi reggae with a piece

your style 
They wish to see the day 
When the Telly* go die 
But i make it inna life by the help of the most I 

Mix up mi reggae with a piece

Brakes

De La Soul

Stakes Is High

1996

kits 
Whether cassette radio or CD bits 
Mix tapes from the best going on and on 
Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns 
Man, we don't play,

Always cook up in the kitchen
Pills and codeine, we mix 'em (Tru)
Got the scope, so we ain't missing (Pew)
Shoot at you, then we dipping (Yuh)
This

Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident

Life is often spiritual
I know you feel

WHEN HE FEAST
START AT YA FEET
AND SPIT OUT YA TEETH
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN' ON?
AND BY THE END YOU GON' KNOW THE SONG
SENSI STARR HOT LIKE A LOADED GUN

or a gun
With a license
License to kill
Bonding cause we've got another license to thrill
Something for the fighting mobs arguing still
Humming to the beat

Ghetto D

Master P

The Tables Have Turned

1999

Ain't no fuckin order too big 

And makin crack like this is the song 

You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long 

Never cook yo

Ghetto D

Master P

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

Ain't no fuckin order too big 

And makin crack like this is the song 

You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long 

Never cook yo

Desperados

Mali Music

Uncomfortable

2015

the throat
(Bang, bang)
They trying to ghost your boy, they pullin' the gun out the holster
(Bang, bang)
But I'm doin' me, I'm doin' me like I'm 'posed to,

of blunts
We took a lot of weed
We chased them Nazis
To the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns
But them Nazis kept a-comin
Popped in the clip
Then

Yeah, real Za, nigga
(Chapo) Chapo

Yeah, nigga take precaution when you step in this trap house (trap house)
Only drugs and guns allowed
I get

a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you

War and violence
Too much killing a gwarn enuh The man them fi claim enuh
Too much gun inna di street enuh It fi sweep enuh - mi sing sey
(Chrous)

Them gun sounds Result with death and I ain’t talking from the ear,
Caught him at the stop sign got hit up from his rear,
Ain’t no point of skirting

dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best

these guns down and still fuck you up
If I don't knock you out when we first knuckle up
I pull the razor out, you get your first uppercut
I grab you by