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because we disagree we would not shoot you in the head
Because the God we worship goes by a different name
We would not burn your churches down 
Raze your

down!
I'd find someone for me to love!
In every single town!
But she got me thinking I've been wrong!
The dream is dead and buried!
And if I don't run

Past eight, slept late
Sweet dream slips out of my head
Out of my way, bad hair day
Should’ve stayed in bed

Get on the 405, nine-o’clock drive

Breath

Sweatshop Union

Sweatshop Union

2002

you're facin to the wind
You better count the chips before its time to cash em in
'Cause by then you'll realize that you've lost your drive
While workin

Tonight I Know I Will

Mila Mason

That's Enough of That

1996

don't need to call you up
To see if you're at home
I don't need to drive by your house
To see if you're alone

But tonight I know I will
I'll start

Boosie Bad Azz
and I'll zoom right by you
760 partna Crispy Cream on the tires
smoke that fire
purple cush by the pound
ask my dog Webbie
this is how it

my fuck it pills I have to take

A fuse has been lit can feel it in my core
Hatred so strong and wicked, it is pure
The menacing dreams

Longing for that love but Fuck it 
Imma make some art instead 
Building up my self esteem 
A dream is all the steps ahead 
Believe because you will

the average minds tryna kill ya dreams
Kill the envy, dead the beefs
Still keep the sig like a chain smoker
Recognize the real enemy if you stay chiseled you ca

could say I wanted this
Since I was only 19, rapping in the frat house
When it was just a pipe dream, and I just had a half ounce,
Some papers

ride for me
There’s something in it for you
Said I’ve been so many places seen so many things
I know so many faces seen so many dreams
Get stomped out

Petrified, paralyzed, can't drive
Stoned out my damn mind
Blinded by the moon light
Dark room so I can't see myself shine
But I'm not calling hot lines
911 for

just waiting for the baton

Got my masters in English
So I may resort to Latin
By the time you hear time
I'll be past gear six
And if they ain't dead

like bottled wine
Dealing pot like a banger in the drive-bys
Or disguised like America's terrorists ties
How I die is just a question
Through living

with a task, blood
You know he's got my ting
Yo, seventeen in the clip drive by
I'll put that whole seventeen in your whip

Fam, remember when they

Uh, yeah, yeah yeah nigga uh, yeah

Its everybody ducking death by they
Skin or they teeth
That's me included I shouldn't be gone
Off at 23 and I

Lyrically I murder you quicker
Than Lamborghini drive-bys
Who knew one man could handle
More beef than Five Guys
Sharper than steak knives
That I

some inspire me
To buy a Kia, drive a B-E-N-Z
And see the envy
When I rhyme I leave ya mind
Swelled like a nine shell
Niggas on the block keepin up for

of living a dream
Echoing memories speak
Once in a lifetime
Going away, going away
Gone
They say I existed once in a dead mind
Anything and everything to be

Tour life is calling
Said the tour life is calling
Big booty bitches bending back on the bus bumping all my shit
Only pledge allegiance to our dead

yeah)
Wanna ride when we drive by cause we tight as fuck
In the trunk and we finna hit numerous speed bumps
Runner-ups get run over but only the knees

And gas for us to drive
Now the sea is black with oil
And all the fish have died
So whos to tell us why?

There's a forest in Brazil sheltered by the rain

Population so ill, like mental/
cll live without a drive, like rental-
Not me, but is it all, coincidental?-
Have I been given something, or is this beat just

WANT MY NEXT MOVE
BUT WILL NEVER GET IT!
[OKAY, LETS GO!]
RESTLESS NIGHTS
IM FOLLOWED BY THE MOON
IT HAD A GAZE ON ME
ALL I NEED IS
DRIVE