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Carry your luggage
Punch news
I dey for front page
You no gree
You go pay the homage
Know say
You go face the damage
Big boy
No be by age
On God
We still

Questionable activities in front of the cops
I'm a cool ass nigga so they didn't stop
Thirty bands in my checking, man I'm used to the gawp
Getting down with my

opened the side door while he was mopping
Thanks man
Went out for a smoke, in the party we go
Oh shit this the bar Kev's party is on the top floor
By this

thanks man)

Two bars walk into a joke
First is a gold bar, other is soap
Yo, lemme get the punchline I'm worth most
Gold says with a glass too full

Man how did life get so fucking entertaining
How your act get boring when I entertain it
I told you this arrangement was for entertainment
My demons

Should I sell my soul for some gold and new a whip? (Whip)
Court side sitting posted front row with the vip (Vip)
Wanderlust is kicking in I wanna take

Every time
Yo this life's got me swinging around
Running through town
Stocking and stocking
Yeah, you've heard it by now haven't you
And sometimes I

My Car

Mo B. Dick

The Shocker

that Silkk?) 
So they can go home
I rolls up on a bucket, she got a man
But when I rolls up in a Benz, das when she hops in
An thas how its gon' happen

you cry in front of dead crowd?'
Rain wanna get inside our bunker to see the man who made a suicide taken hundred lives with bomb made in Raqqa
I will

playing Ceelo 
Arguing bout who going to Gboro
Hang round 5 broke niggas 
Then you broke 
Ima hang by myself so you know 
I don't like to argue about who

distracted by no diss tracks
Feeling like my feet on the ceiling
When I flip the meaning of the words you screaming
My shit hit stronger than the shit you

rumble B rumble
Makin my way to the front line
I am about mines
I never mumble B rumble
I have been known to be humble
But fuck it then this my rebuttal
I

time we talk
Is when we're not sober
Your watch on the dresser
Your shoes by the front
We both know what we want
And If you don't pick up I won't call

Beach resorts
Sipping drinks by the sea
Booking out shows
Front row just for me
Private concerts
Stars on speed dial
Money moves
Living life with a smile

'94 Via Satellite

Souls of Mischief

No Man's Land

1995

Hah  gonna take that shit serious 



Verse One: Tajai 



Man fuck an MC 

I got a tip that's fat and lengthy like a 40 pistol 

for your

parking the fans love it
Pulling girls from the boys with a man’s budget
Can't cut it cuz we were sharpened by hardship
Raised gutter but came out sparkling

Donuts
Living life onna edge
It's given Shape-ups
Imma skinny nigga
Tellin big niggaz get they weight up
Chasin bags like da trash man
Im like wait up (big

another and more to come dropped a few cases wit open ones say you got motion we'll show me sumn get ya man washed like a 3-in-1 mouth full of gold like

to the sky
I put some lean up in my cup it's getting harder to drive
I put some golds up in my mouth it's hard to swallow my pride for real
Remember all them

Why dem boy wanna hate on man
I put bands in elastic bands
Got bagged tryna make some bags
She tryna cuff me wanna take both hands
Front on me make

six jobs
Boyfriend, black eye skip school, fuck hoes
Gold chain, new clothes old car, new rims
Bills late, rent due gang signs, gangland
Blood spilled,

knows tho
Actually where to go
Gross, bring a toast for
Those ‘fraid to grow, more
Clothes don’t make gold, stop
Telling me where to go
Thrown in

back home and sit in my front yard 
My cousin Dale and Marty know 
Bunnell the Espanola
I paid The Price now Nigga 
Give up the pot of gold 
Pussy.

Can

And you don't know where
It'll carry you
And it is a terrifying thing
Love
It is the only human possibility,
But it's terrifying
Nobody
No man or no