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that

Don't understand the hard work that we do
Aching by the feet filled with sores and the bruises
Useless, we are.
Our cries are manager's music

40

by my old head
Young boys
With old bread
Gotta tell me
You remember that
My brother not even talking back
By the grave with my head bowed
We gone catch

What's done 
Any chance I quit at ten 
I stop at twenty
Multiplied by three
Psych 
More to see like O M E 

I have a complex God but 
Never use His name in

letting me know my times finish
Too many things to talk about to fit in 10 minutes 
Now im heading to my cell where I’ll be chillin reminiscing, pictures

I'll skate 
Use her phone for the taxify because mine had no data 
He's 10 minutes away 
She says f*** it will wait 
I request 
But then all of a sudden

tendencies when I made myself a slave
I don't want to live this way so my spirits gonna say
By any means necessary
Malcom X with my fist in the sky
Drum beats

give up her body, she giving up addies she meetin' my standards
Gucci with snakes so I pop up my collar
Lose it again, i'll be up by tomorrow
Got my own

a fiend if you sip lean by the litre, it’ll beat ya I just lean on my reefer
My new girl she a keeper but she don’t leave sheets clean when I beat her 
I

grant your wish like a genie
I got on McQueens but you can still king me
It don't count if nobody seen me
10k in my pockets they green as Luigi
I ran that

Got them racks in and copped a Trackhawk with the sunny feet
I get the bread in by the loafs, nigga, whole wheat
And my ex-partner a rat and he showed

Missional in my approach
And I'm going in, I roll with them 
Goons who got them X characteristics
Stopped stabbing men 
It's not enough to proclaim

what it took

She looks at me with those future eyes 
Burns my face so I turn to the side
She takes out some kinda organizer 
Marks an X by 'bored

(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas) yeah
Ayy

By time the smoke clear
Ain't nobody gon' be around
(I can see it, yeah)
I know I did it on my own,

dodge the bacon 
This is my life for making 
I been down heart is aching 
Switch it up change my station 
Frame by frame like claymation 
Living through

Mystic Spirits

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

tongue and it's over - you hung upside-down by your feet
Fin to send ya swangin', and knew somebody shoulda showed or told
Just a little somethin' shit'll

And misters still call to me
They say sell it to me nice and cheep
And I thought I found a ten-cent god
But he just opened his mouth and gave me a shrug

getting real cash
Niggas smoking fake Runtz, bitch I'm smoking real gas
Rapping 'bout a bag they never had, these niggas real cap
Ten bands with a Gleeky

under strawberry clouds

And you always knew
You know this ain't nun new
Ready set go to the beach we heading too
I can't even feel my feet, walking' til

Or diggin gold
From the ground ah

As I post up by a Porsche
Or an X4
Ask you to get somethin to eat
Introducing myself as the man
Then walk to a Ford Escort

[Spoken: B.G.]
Stay in line hoe
Off top get ya mind right bitch (2x)

[B.G.]
Hoes gotta be tamed, bitches have to be bent
They dont understand

bigger than galactic
Think you see my body, but it's only holographic
I walk by the road, I'm stopping traffic
Play my music for them once, that shit's

a bad stomach ache
Still running from the garden
I don't wanna be with snakes
On the balls of my feet I won't fall for the fakes
Need a house by the lake

Street, hands under chin while she's kicking her feet
She's fixing to eat then we fixing to sleep
But right now her head's bobbing without missing a beat