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where you'll find me, cookin' heat wit, YD,
Makin' it hit harder than 10 shots of Hennessy,
Showin' off my roots, El Salvador and the west coast.
I can

them hoes switch their tone if they see me call
I watch the love turn to hate, it's a thin line
But if we playing by the rules, I'll bend mine
Baby, you

The grave will decay you
And turn you to dust
And there ain't a one in ten thousand men 
That a woman can trust

They'll hug you, they'll kiss you

our names
But we were wild as beats untamed We point ten fingers around the room
When we're really to blame And each time, I say no more
But I do

another holiday to go by and you’re not on my side, baby it’s cold outside, can you be with me this time. Ohh…

This December shawty, we should all love

of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound

Running through the crop, no, we never stop
I've been on 10 for a minute
I stand on my business, LeBron with his kicks
We do it like this
And by the time

boutta ride it out, got me wild n out
Point the cannon make a water spout, these niggas watered down
Great white to a fuckin trout, i grab that pussy by

the *gunshot* 
Call that ""Ricky's Revenge""

(Propain)
I'm the one that they hated
Lil ghettto boy, said a nigga wouldn't make it
Had to jump out on my own, ten

dice 
Roll a couple aces and I’m seeing snake eyes
Binabole daste they ain’t ever showing pride
Rules of the street 
Honor what we live by
Paise bi banay

Firestorm
Lyrics, Music, Instruments, Vocals by Alan J. Lipman
Copyright 2010
Alan J. Lipman/X-Patriate Music
All Rights Reserved

She took the light

J'ai pensé à des tas d'histoires.
Ou ensemble nous serons rois.

Mais toi tu pensais qu'à la kishta .
Je t'en veux pas t'as fait ton choix.

Mais

Ramshackle Decadence
Lyrics, Music, Instruments, Vocals by Alan J. Lipman
Copyright 2011
Alan J. Lipman/X-Patriate Music
All Rights Reserved

Red

the same hoodie on that I was wearing Tuesday
Then I text Lui like, "Hey Silk, you busy bro?"
"Yeah I'll be free at ten once I'm finished at the physio"

All this shit got me on painkillers, some perc 10's
And I'm they cane dealer,
ayy, I know train killers, iight
Goin' through all this shit, got me

debido by facts
X, pills, rosa and chiks, ron, perez, wax
Passion
No hay un plan, got the notes
Action, oh
Tabogo niggas on the game never show compassion,

talk about it yeah make me believe
Eat it up that's freedom of speech
Beat it up like we tryna compete
Yeah you a dime that's 10 to 1
Hittin that spot

wjeżdzamy na salon
Falą, ty bezpieczniej graj muzykę, nigdy jej na krytykę

Za bardzo nie wystawiając, to jak kondom, jak kondom
Po to, by ograniczać

sam coś się nie oglądać
O tym że nie dla każdego są dragi
By nie mieć zgagi warto wnieść trochę powagi

O tym o co nie dbam o starych czasach
O kobiecie

Przysłoniłaś mi Atlantyk
Ale nie nie odchodź z tobą ten widok piękniejszy
Końca nam nie wróżą fusy z filiżanki
Ale myślę czy to prawda kiedy zalewam

spalić
Niech leci to strawi ten dzień co przeszłość zabił

Tylko tu i tylko teraz
Życie to zbiór pustych pul do wypełnienia
Nic się nie martw
To tylko mój

leave it to chance
They want me to chill but I took it to ten
Lil bro been with it I know that he trippin no matter what state or what city we in
Knock

Aayi custom feeling, pyaar me vyapar kyun hai?
Inside its killing, dikhun phir bhi muskurate hue 

Jab tha me 10 ka sapne dekhe wo sab sach tha,
Paise

naprawić
A widząc w tle światła obławy
Niech pomaga nam deszcz

Uciekam od tanich bud z masażem
Od blantów z haszem, awantur z gazem
Kwadratów z metrażem, by