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my slut lo
Like bitch, no shit, don't play god damn
These bitches wanna take my flicks
Bring her round real quick fore a boy go ham
Cage and the C-Mob

my city go geng geng geng geng
5 in the morning
Robbing your home
You never woulda known by tomorrow we repeating the same goddamn thing
Spitting

(Get 'em high)
Nickel is back, black magnificent Jack
Nicholson moving through the hallways of the movie The Shining (shine)
That's how I walk in

Best Days

Young Rome

Food for Thought

2004

nothin' at all)

Listen up, I remember growin' up in the streets of menace
Where the boys turned thugs, I was labeled a menace
A little bad nigga, momma use

benefits the most, by putting us down?
Will you stay on the surface, or come underground?
If you dig a little deeper, I can’t promise happiness
If I’m

of getting by
Y no comprenden
Head to the sky
So bring it on and I'm a ride
Yeah this serious right here
Esto lo que eh
I'm just saying
Hasta ni mi familia me

I just love Graham Crackers
There's something more I'd like to know
Yes

How did you get all those little preparations in the crackers
Wally, you

threes and does her best to believe that there might be a way
To eat sleep and breathe
So she reads and eat books til she's the only one less to feed

Cause my clock tick
But it don't tell time
And the life I live
Well the life ain't mine
Huh
Open up the book with the black magic
Where the pray on,

Fuck it i wanna fuck a n***a 
My momma behind and my niece need some pampers 
Who got them bowls, who got them bricks 
They finna get handled
Black mask

a lo-lo-lo a love like this"
Got a little common sense, then I started to write scripts
Been a fan before I been a man, back when I was a little dude
Early

to have a bitch that was true to life to me
Damn near a wife to me
The bitch was just right for me
Stood by my side
Used to help me wit my hustle
Down

been by side even through all the trauma
And they gon' be here even through all the commas
Everything all black, feelin' like the Obama's
No, everything

the work

I done accommodated
Having it carbon dated
In the book
And having accumulated
Coming to mutilate em
In the verse

Took an minute to learn it
But I

and that's the tale of the bloody tailed squirrel of bushbuck / a couple miles south if you take a bus/ a little town where it dont cost a lotta buxs / but so

sista
Male: He's just a little brought down because
When you knocked he thought you were the candyman
Don't get strung out by the way I look - Don't judge

a blessin' in disguise 

Off the shelf I grab a book self-written by a yogi
Take my time to read 'cause I like to move slowly
The same pace I take when you get

hood classic chick that's a j lo 
chick by the bread that's a Dej loaf, 
dude, I say if I say so 
green light if I say go 
monopoly money, that's

Skee
Yeah, nigga, err, err
Yeah, phew, phew
Nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah 

Nigga gettin' to that green just like Cee-Lo
Nigga, I'm a smooth-ass

you do
All you do
Little meth head got a couple screws
Loose but you might of really
Smoked those too
You can't book a show
Without my song too
Now you

dall'informatica ondata...

Sono contento, almeno non spererò, di liquefarmi
da solo, per una mobile mummia,
 quando ogni ascolto me lo dà un sito folto: 
farò senza

keep laying sick bars crafted by a blacksmith, you can call me black star. Representing the culture that is my way of life and hoping that I'll make it

the strings like a puppet doing magic
I can't really sing and I can't really write
I try to fucking read a new book every night
Like A Night To Remember by

that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up