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Said this is in '09 and still no medicare for grandma
I done said out their names and niggas still ain't wanna [?]
Lu probly tell me Trouble you
out of here son
Let me show you the door
You'll be in trouble then
If by the time I count to four
One two three four
You been messin' with my mind
chain and ask me where is T.I.P
Now dey realize dat kuntry king da man in da streets
It's real mayne cocaine, yea dey finally get a G
[Chorus]
[Verse
my way
I'm amazed
Trouble don't last always
I got so much faith
I've been saved by grace
I'm amazed
Trouble don't last always
Man I fumbled, yeah I
the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than any
My attitude is s***ty
Born in the dope fiends titty
And every city you'll find me
Looking for trouble
that's tryin' to tell me something
Or will I ever stop thinkin' about it
I don't know, I doubt it
Subterranean by design
I wonder what I would find if
to your neighbor, love to yourself
It don't matter bout your status
Man your health is your wealth
We can all point a finger but there's four pointing
I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble and
If he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances"
"You are just what the doc ordered"
I
demand for any hand you can land
And one by one we watch the troubles end
The common decency, now is that still in existence?
A little bit would go, would
thesis
I can tell by the hoof prints on your face
Yeah that's where the trouble went
Go to hell, Mr. Nifkin
There's a world where you can't shape shift
Percocet and Adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm
trip
Make my own chips, I cop my own 6
I knock my own shit like I'm on my own dick
My days is short, need coke?
Raid the fort, don't knock by
hurt
I've made an awful lot of mistakes
Caused a whole lot of heartache
'Cause i'm an awful lot of trouble, more than I'm worth
Pay no heed to that man
Didn't I
Didn't I
There's something wrong with you
Tell Me
Bring me all your troubles dear
You look bad, you should be glad
Your leading man
from behind
Thank God we heard the noise thank God we got here on time
What you need is what we give
Suicidal fantasies
Leave your troubles in
trouble
I'm all city, the benjis is all gritty
My pennies is all pretty
If you believe in making change and
Progress then walk with me
Let me show you
back dro
Can't get caught in the mix
By these fake trouble cops and
They crooked ass tricks
And uh, hold up yo, niggas rollin' up
For what? I don't know
Get me another beer man
Yo I can't even believe it
You seen that donkey donk? Some shit man
Ey yo, you ever had that, uh, Jolly Rancher?
You ever had
man Bun B, what?
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
The things you
Many times I’ve been in trouble, walking on a wrong way
Attracted by the evil in hurting other people
But I don’t want to be that man, there’s no
arguin with this girl?
[Keith] Static we bring trouble to your right side
[Sadat] Man we here we just livin positive
[Keith] Static we bring
knocked
What?
I don't know what this is about sounds crazy man
Somethin' about a gun
"The court calls Keith Elam to the stand.
Please approach
And you know you hurt my pride but I'd rather be by your side
If I cannot have your love, I'll sing the blues
Sing the blues all my life, I got trouble, I
Before I
Put the pen to paper?
Gotta' make sure that every deal is major
I Iron out the details my writing gets me paper
The biggest team player yeah
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