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Brooklyn/Jersey Get Wild

Treach

First Family 4 Life

1998

pro gang, you don't belong around here soldier
I'm like fish scale, without the pedastool
Come to teach the new school, true school jewels
I'm never

ain't gonna rush tryin' to find Ms. Right
But by the looks of it you seem like the perfect fit
If your personality's right baby you're it
I'm studying you

Closely tied to your output In
Almost any salaried job
Even the one that's paying a lot for
Our like lawyers or a doctor
You're still putting in the hours

I have you in my heart
Oh it feels a lot like Christmas I only wish I could be with ya
Still gon have a Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas cuz I’ve got you

You taste like pomegranate boy
Always running after joy
Seeking for a place to root
If you’re not happy I hope
That I amused you a lot
You taste like

Can you get me out this party?
Can you make the questions stop
Make me feel like I'm somebody 
I don't really need a lot
Someone go and get her sober

nigga)
I ain't finna argue with no chump
(We ain't goin' back and forth)
You ain't got my shit by
Ten o'clock, you gettin' burned, nigga
Shellcatcher like

and snuck inside of it alone
Yeah I miss yo tats and yo attitude
Pick you up from class on the avenue
(Get in the fucking car)
Yeah you, taught me a lot 'bout

you switch up the way you movin'
I'll never be the brother that I shoulda been to Ariel
But a lot of younger chirren
Really countin' on me now
I'll keep

Know the deal
Tell me if its real
Tryna get you in your feels
Southside riding with my ride or die
You're the only one that makes the time fly by

I need you I need you right here
I need you right by my side
I need you I need you right now
I need you when I close my eyes
I need you I need you

So hand your receipt if you tryna make a return bruh
Yessir, I live in a city where a lot of people don't get shine, shine
And, I be on by the fence

So hand your receipt if you tryna make a return bruh
Yessir, I live in a city where a lot of people don't get shine, shine
And, I be on by the fence

a lot (grra, grra, boom!)
Like, how you think them niggas got the drop
Like, up that stick and yo body just drop (don't run don't trip)
If you at the red

Hookywooky

Lou Reed

Set the Twilight Reeling

1996

I'm standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal street's so

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot
Nothings gonna get better no it will not
Lorax Dr. Seuss wrote that back in 1971
How the fuck we not see

Lot’s wife she looked back
To get right gotta fallback
You talkin’ nize I think that’s whack
Watch you get eat like no Apple a MAC
I thought I needed you

a lot out of a little
Even you gone hustle or be broke, bruh it's simple
Lying like you king but we consider you symba
Hesitating on that payment now they

of people who loved me
But if shit real, they wouldn't have even left 
Look in my eyes, you seen in me I needed help
I'm trynna figure out my way around by

I pray, better sing
Mama know I be humming in my sleep
Till I'm outta breath, till I can't breath
It make a lot of sense, god blessed me
Cursed by

assistant
Only stop by when you hurt
Drama come in bird
I don't split in half
I don't split in thirds
Imma need the whole damn
Mother fucking
Purse
Online

Believe me when I say I'm not pedestrian
It's a lot of stress since, I just learned my lesson
I been feeling like one of the greats
Buy it by

[Verse 1: Destiny]
I do not move less he say so, say go
Build it by piece like a lego, Leh go!
Yet All they had saw was the flight (flight)
They

Yeah
Let's go
Yeah
Ahh
Yeah
Ahhh
Yeah, ah
Yeah
I rap for my fam
94 you know it be the gang
Posted up slanging dope by the gram
I don't care if you