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to the ground
No civilians, no doctors around
Who said life is priceless? So far
Your life cost me a pound
One phone call and a 10p text
All of my mandem, link up
created an album, Now my voice has been sold
I have had this talent, Ever since the day my life started
And to my luck, It has never parted
So that is why
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
If you're headed to the store this holiday season
And you're triggered by lines and think it's a reason
To ask for the manager like a V.I.P
If
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
the red wine out
White lines in Amy Winehouse
Walk fine lines in hindsight
Coulda made some better choices
I didn't always have to listen to the voices
Thug
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
People
You're moving so fast now, I can't hold your image
This image I have of your face by the window
Me standing beside you, arm on your shoulder
A catalog
featuring J Treds
[announcer]
Mr. Len a.k.a. Space Ghost please commence intro
Company Flow perform J Treds prepare
El P
There goes Mistah Lawnge and my man Peewee
Look upon their faces coincides with glee
What's up Dres yo what's up P
What's up with the skins said I just
the Atlantic ocean
As I flow in slow motion
And I be cooking you suckers like tan lotion
The K-double-O-L, G-R-A-P, and P-O-L-O
Would like to say hello
face lifts
R.I.P. Pluto, me and him on a space ship
Told Bentley to put me on the waitlist
I just copped me a chop', but that Nina my fragrance
Roc
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat
too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat
Erfan-Her Leave
Album : H
His eyes were all on her
He wished if it occurred
She broke his heart in sure
He couldn’t breathe no more
Have you
scheme
P-89 Ruger with the red beam
Is the tool I use when I let off steam
I'm out here gettin famous, and you're just a fiend
That's why everytime you see
unheard, unseen, the A team
Murder being provoked face the red beam
Street hop, excite bike triple my smoke screen
Sped fast, five hundred crabs
closer
Money on my mind, p-ssy on my radar
Bitch I'm getting paid, I'm on my Bernie Madoff
Money talks, bullshit walks, cut the legs off
Aim at your
the greatest section
Role Model
If I Had, Stan, Square Dance
And Brain Damage
The skits with Ken Kaniff
The satin red
On the album covers
White America
You built
in a place
Or buss up the whole place, betta buckle up
Befo I have yo Mami standin ova ya cold face
Ready to puck her up!
I'm so straight - I got my
They keep asking who I am like they don't know my name
Lyrics to hard to understand but this deep rooted pain
My name I with double p's and you can
niggas who ain't on shit
Ain't got no bread who by the store
Free my niggas in that pin
They locked the key ain't got the code
Who dat mylo is that lil p
on a railroad station
Watching all the trains go by
He saw a girl, her smile drove him insane
She was passing on a train
Just to catch a glimpse of her face
He
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