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that stupid shit

Rollin' in my deuce deuce 5
convertible top down so I can see the honeys passin' me by
it's a beautiful day in my neighborhood
but 5

Gangsters Get Lonely Too

Mister D

From Southland to Japan

by his side
A good hyna is hard to find, they all seem to be the same
Evil ways and no shame
I need a gangster girl
In my gangster world
Baby, ill

faces at the bottom of the well
We been through hell
Still see eternal life Henrietta Lacks cells
Uncle Tom's been corrupting the biz
And that's word

you ball drop
That's a fumble put the semi to your ball spot
By all means get it how you live
Just know theres consequences if you cross the family biz

focused like a Mason
Excuse me, eyes focused like Horus a God in the making
I broke bad while these other niggaz Brokeback (Faggot)
Emasculated by the media

Jamaica

Now in the 1700s they took care of biz

built the families through some noble marriages

Still in WIlmington, doing what their parents did

living

Through the lows I carried on
I almost got depressed 
Life will kick you down 
When you just tryna live your best 
But little do you know 
That’s when it’s

From some will say don't live with 
Or don't deal with 
Feel with it
Heart rate c and E with it
Fast car 
Chasing the speed limit
Doing what you

the vapors
They mark E's moves, stay out my biz
He say, she say, doubts and shit
Power in the tongue, faded out by licks
Rolling with punches, they out for

Coming from the mean streets of killa California
From a city where the goons they a pull up on ya
Young boy Surrounded by a lot of wickedness
Sending

you already kno what it is
The Inner Mind's Eye is Infinite, I handles my biz
So, can I live? That's the mission as I carry on tradition
Ya'll pissin in

Pure Uncut

Psychodrama

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus, 

the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands, 

the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in

followed out of the nick 
That's why I ain't as eager as all these wannabe rappers is
Go off the handle, but, always handle my Biz
Just know there's a couple

I'm from a city where everyone claims
They never wanna live in
Many suburb boys and girls who
Are always quick to dissin'
But I'mma hold it down

kin
And uni instruments oh gee wiz
Part of me thinks thats none of my biz
When you bring them home, sitting alone
No one to practice, no one to hone

if you got grown issues
Then state your biz
You got beef? Then claim it
Don't say that it's his
You got faith in God? Then pray that you live
You like

Radio

Yuns

Storyteller: The Chronicles of William Osborn

2005

And it's way past 10
I'm in the traffic reminiscing
About way back when
We used to live check to check
Everyday we was so broke
The only thing we had

and do they biz
In Hoff-like, environment
Goth spikes, retirement moth dust, colodipen
Shook ones, try again my philosophy lingo
My wardrobe was forged by