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just hop on my tour bus
And tell me what you want
Girl
I can pay for us
We can have a good time with no drugs

Bad bitch down by the beach
We was layin

stones while we throw hammers
Remember your manners
Approach a real g your back best stand-up
Even the girls gotta man up
Man-a get bad up the second we

who's down
To get dirty with the green and the brown
So grab me a beer somebody get Will a whiskey
Because the jam is so fresh yes my eyes are getting

Heyo put on some headphones man I'm telling you

And it's coming from the heart
Yeah it's coming from the heart
You know yo it's coming from

I'll do it by eye
Backstrap spliff on a dirty Sprite
ZK ramz on a rusty spin
Rollin' around but I can't see him
There's about five man in this tinted

that nigga he can't really die with all them kids, 
I ain't grow up with no father neither by the time I got my father back,
I was 17 with no heart

your neck
Ain't a gang we a family of vets
She bad but she only want the sex
Push away cuz in focused on the racks
Spend my money on my studio best
Fuck

real I'm spitting bars all over the city
Bad meets Evil whenever double D titties
Come around my Beastie Boys
Got us Snooping like some Dogs man we

real I'm spitting bars all over the city
Bad meets Evil whenever double D titties
Come around my Beastie Boys
Got us Snooping like some Dogs man we

ahead like five steps as I climb why 
Try to defy time you refuse to watch me no Timex
I say fuck this like I define sex
No R Kelly but I'm pissed

with a two-pot
Hold on, who's that there by the food shop? (Food shop)
Four corn, need suttin' to chew on? (Chew on)
Bad one wants suttin' to chew

track
This is a summon provocation to the big bad

One Eye on the game are you aware now?
Ov fire and the void that is a place now
Turn up imma breakdown

for any positioning
I've written your obituary and it is riveting
You know, for such a burly guy
Your sure not the "get your hands dirty" type
You just

Now its time to be a man and blow up like Baghdad
The last guy beat my mom
Got my sister took
Sold drugs
He’s a bad dad
I grew up around drugs
And I

Reminisce

Criminalz

Criminal Activity

2001

Celly Cel ]
It's all bad when I reminisce thinkin about my folks
They got caught up in a twist, man, I miss
The things we used to do, mayne, the way we

They looked down for a second and I flew right past them
Like a shooting star bitch
Star Trak is who we are bitch
And wipe your dirty vans off 'fore you

a Nation, and I'm so Old
I hope you were amused
By the Muse
Floating out through me
It's hard for me to see
That you are
I hope that you were amused
By my

I've grown bare in the last years, months, days
I was my ma's boy, now I'm man of the house, it's insane
Man try chat to me about uni, worried 'bout

my brucky, it comes thick like my wifey
I ain't a father she call me daddy, cah I let her cum first(fax)
Turn man purple like dirty sprite, When I do

Six Underground, egh

In and out, up and down
In and out, up and down

Now I can be that man that you can get to do
And I see the way you are

but the whole crew’s lovin it
Zandy Flandy, listen, man, I never thought I’d come to face you
But you’ve betrayed dude so put away that self esteem

gone have to touch the sky
Niggas is pissed off ready to be shooters
Another black man gunned down in the streets by the police
Now you gatta whole city

Not all scars are visible
Stop looking so closely now
You can remove your spectacles
Keep asking why i look so miserable
Cus i'm feelin like i got no

switches till the bumb of brake

[Verse III]
I'm from tha land of drive-by's and agmatics
Thug lords, blood and crip riders and drug addicts with bad habits