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the train is loaded three days a week 
And the men in charge pile it all on a barge 
And send it out to sea

I'd like to sail on back to a distant time
When

or three
I found out by mistake
I was supposed to be free

To roam in the wild African plains
To the lie in the shade
Or enjoy the Summer rains

Bhubesi

Hooligans stolen whip, see us cooling in
That dude, move that dope went to school with him
New kids moving in, yeah we run them out of here
Land

currency
Must report to parole
Monday by three
We gon' get you on the books and take you on tour with me
No stress, nigga you can use my address
He said

you’re feeling desperate
Never mind what you thought, what you're guessing
I can tell by the way that you walk
I realize I'm not the one that you want
But

Bleed from the heart of it
What you need? we got all of it
If it's weak we don't offer it
That's what keeps us apart from this
See you and me we

going up the hill to march toward the 11:11 portal gate
Get those bundles ready by 3:33
I don't care if you use moonlight, star bright, or salt from

leases another apartment
I'm 0 and three, Polynesian that chick for later got me
All on papers hit the Mac-arena no cheese he vegan but
They prolly beefing

rain
What you know about rats and roaches by your plates?
I was poor but I was happy back in the days
I ain't had nothing, had like three fits to my

the one heh
I can’t be giving no hugs
When I gave all my heart, I weren’t getting no love heh
Now look at what I've become
A soldier, a killer that only get

aboard by
Three unearthly creatures
The two men were questioned
Under hypnosis and lie detectors
But their story remained intact
Yeah
When I go,

the door
Starting to think that was your whore
I wiped her floor like a chore
Like a track star, she be running back on all fours,
Begging for more
(knock,

the street Fooling all who you meet
But you're not fooling me
You can't lock on to me
I said there's no stopping me Unless you had a missile
That locks onto

drippin', I'm towin' in fashion
Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?
Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk

hot, I'd rather freeze or rot, but a quitter I'm not, here's better by a lot
Time to seize on what I'm taught otherwise all the danger that I'm facin'

the way of my ambition
I hate to disappoint you but i can't stop until I win it
My rapping super lyrical don't matter if it's fiction
All that matters is

Lil Knucklehead

South Central Cartel

N Gatz We Truss

1994

[ Prode'je ]
South Central's back in this muthafucka for the big Nine-Three
Dedicatin this to all you little young niggas

[ VERSE 1: Prode'je ]
Used

That'll get me past 3rd base
Just hop in the whip and we ride
You a stargirl and i see the stars in ya eyes
Got a bag in a flash
Do the dash and i crashed

but I get mail 
Like Mr. Thurman, three rough like I'm German

Catching all this bread, they gon' call him Michael Irvin
It's crazy, tipping so I get

just so sad that you’re a heel
With all your pals made diet meals
In modеrn times, you can not deal cause now
You’vе lost all your a-peel
Broadcasting

way
Thats what making me, me
So it would be shame
If I ever got famous
Cause could I withstand the haters
I'd gain from all my statements
cccusations

or three
I found out by mistake
I was supposed to be free

To roam in the wild African plains
To the lie in the shade
Or enjoy the Summer rains

Bhubesi

the cream of the crop

Plus I need tires for the chevy I’m always burning them off,

I kick it country you can tell it by the way that I talk,

I’m doing me

parenting and needed his peace. I wouldn't have predicted I'm just a lowly bar owner but I heard that a drug rehab was given 300 thousand by an anonymous