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Unless these niggas GSP
Then ain't no way y'all finna stop me
Back in college like the rest
But I can't rest that shit get boring
In Nebraska still making

God, oh my, God oh my
Can you see us from your sky?
God, you see, God, you see
We are no longer us, now it's you and me
Feel our voices, grasping

nobody tell you different 
Black is the reason
Why humanity existing 
Masculine and feminine 
Both co created 
It’s deeper than the surface 
So fuck

First of all I hardly play but when I play I play for keeps 
 
Take a walk if you not family or my brothers or my stick

They said Killswitch lowkey

The King coming back I can't let up ain't no lax
Run it up, I can tell you don't sweat
Too much salt on yo neck
You just adding more flavor for them serpents

the smoke of the glocks.......
Sorry pops I ain't meet to treat you wrong 
Only thing that got him through, we're the words from the songs 
Trying place

to a guy
I called u my brother, there wasn't no other
Till u showed out, started acting like every other
Now the cycle repeats
I'm losing my bro

You fed my deceptions
What a fool
Me and you
I'm angered by your presence
Lift me up
Tear me down
With only the sound of your voice
Everything annoys

City
I won't tell them how it is I'll give them fake pity
Make up a dumb excuse why I can't go I'm fake busy
Let the wooden table give me answers
Call

never had a real one, she fucked with simps
"How you get that gun in here?"
"Babygirl I'm slick"
Can't be in them crowds without my nine, my blick
What if

fan 
we don't tan made by the equator. In ""the upside-down"" 
skin shade is why you hate us 
Thy Will Be Done 
shine in the night when it look like

think they'll last this long
Tell me why your light keeps turnin' on
I say too much of a good thing
Too much of a good thing

A lonely voice finds

Behold a Pale Horse

Boogiemonsters

God Sound

1997

mundane to make it plain
You're pacified by Mary Jane, but the end is still the same
First up to bat is the man Mondo McCann
And I'ma tell it like it is,

You ain't God
You ain't God
You ain't God, yeah
I can spot 
I can spot
All the oops, yeah
Runnin' the city
Before they wake, yeah
Man I can tell
They

a billion words
In half a second's flash
They say Boky you got what it takes
I tell em measure what it takes by what I got
Then you're gon find that it takes

friend to me
Please save all your sentiments and sympathy
How you got the keys and you not giving them
This is why you ask and we don't tell
See we

Money

Elin Lanto

Rix FM Festival 2007

2007

you burn like flames 
 Niggaz that got snake eyes get broke up like dice games 
 Fuck a bitch, why? Cause skeezers don't please us 
 So I just go

Still Smokin'

Original PxMxWx

Legalize Pass Tha Weed

a song about the red hair sess
I had to tell you motherfuckers that that is the best
Along came Dre talkin' bout the fuckin' chronic
Now I'm hooked

are pussy by the eyes I tell

I'll go first take you where they cant hear us
I like the rush I get slaying spirits
The trees will lead us where it's

and we Darth Vaders
Always in black uniforms, rocking Clarks and sharp gators
Can't tell me nothing, I've been shaking
Pull out them slammers, regulate

Blur, Blur
Easy on the eyes so it cant be wrong

Is that you? I cant tell
The mind comes up with its own conclusion
Heres a solution, maybe the glasses?

Suicide will lead me to this deadly choice
Cant you hear it in my voice
I am deranged, like no remorse
Bloody, bloody visions, like marking myself

The Stress Factor

Dre Dog

I Hate You with a Passion

that hate is steamin love 
Right in it's fuckin face
Women ask me how i'm livin
I tell them day by day
With a donja joint
That lovely voice 
A mr. Marvin

pouring them back into space
Why not laugh like a rose? 
Why not spread good aromas?
For I am a light within his light
If you see me tell no one what you