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out like that
I'm too wavy, all facts
You could tell by the way I'm spitting
Track after track
Ready to blow up attack
End of the night, my bed fell

park up before they
Send the chopper out
I'm hopping out cautious
Got a link nearby so I'm
Hiding my Glock around Georgia's
2 minute walk, or a 30 second

long
As I don't get a fucking jit


Two perkys and a xan
That's a sleeping bag
I got two bad bitches
In my sleeping bag
Finna' suck me up
Told her best

Learned to never stress small stuff
Get knocked down, stand up shake the dust off
I live that, they just talk tough
I trust God, at the top, man it's just

attacked
Hit 'em with that
One and the two, when I hop on a track
Woah, aye
Take it slow, aye
Sike bro, I'm about to go aye (kill it now)
Coming up right out

hit her new page then got blocked man what a dumb bitch
Redundant cuz I’m gunning, in the whip
When she hits
Up my iPhone 6 that’s what I get but can I

Blessed up
I'm the M.V.P
Ima chill at the top
Fully focused motivated
This boy right here
Got it made in the shade
Who you know do it better
Do it better

I Don't Care [Multimedia Track]

The Roots

I Don't Care

2005

he can live through the record

I'm a Philly boss player, a dope rhyme sayer
It's Black Ink back gettin cake by the layer
By the stack, comin

child, you felt trapped all of your life
Never saw the blinding light of God with your own two eyes
Caught up in the limelight of a feeling you never knew

a portion
Run It Up run it up run it up
I can’t wait to shit on all them niggaz that ain’t fuck with me when I was coming up
Hit da club with the bands on me

on your hit list
Red dress
Nice eyes
New tux
No tie
One night
No lies
007 gonna save your life
Red Dress
Looks so nice
New tux
New bow tie
I'll fight
By

Lay with me under star filled skies
Make it feel so right when you passing by
She said come with me look into my eyes
Never felt like this under

the people make the rules, yeah

Bitch i'm finna boog, yeah i'm finna boogaloo
Like a movie that's coming to a reality near you 
Revolutionary war part 2 

Yo

fuck with me I got a cheaper price
Put that chop up on a nigga, let's play tag wit it
Two-one-six I got them young niggas wanting to rap, this shit got

hoping that I get this right
You'd be my shooting star when I look up at night
No lost chances finally got something right
Party don't stop till we hit

than you niggas
Since a nigga was 2
Yea the kid made saucy
And I'm dripping it too
Forreal
Who else can pull up to yo city
Take all yo bitches
And then

An Innocent Fiction

Erin McKeown

Grand

2003

and a one-step and
Finished the bit with a frieze
Then a touch of the shuffle and
I closed with a softshoe
I hit 'em with my best routine

The palace ain't

Pictures rush like I'm living in gallery
Hit record in my bedroom
Cooking up the shit like I sleep in a rest room
Waiting for people to sleep on my next tune

I wake up get outta bed 
at the time that I probably should leave
it's Lc I'm okay, 
there's plenty of traffic to blame
another day in the city

real down on this end we show our whole faces
What's up

Potnas is two faced
It's two sides to every man
It's two sides to every man
Man, I had to face

It aint getting solved
Couple suits up in my closet on my
Business tip
Couple dudes that i can call if i need Em hit
And they gone do it off the love

em' up with my hands I don't need the Glock
Bought the dope he had good prices but I don't need to cop
I done ran into niggas, said they was gone kill

hair braided by a bad bitch
Filling up my cup need a stand in
Dosie round my dough like a bandit
Got a pole in my pants and a scarface

If you could walk

This is off tha dome
Nigga every word of it
Pull up blastin' hits
Like you never fuckin' heard of it
Put me in a fuckin' cell
Because I just might