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on they own
Give it all away for success niggas sell they soul
Just to live a life of regret hanging by a rope
Mystery of black history i hope you taking

felt
On the back and that's a fact you see it when the sentence dealt
40 lashes minus one that was given out
It left Him gashes till blood it was

by my side
Super star feminine great forty out up there
오늘 밤 나의 꿈 너에게 들려줄 게
All of stars wait stop just break it down
I don't know what you're talking

Losin’ touch
Fuckin’ up my senses
Whenever we got tension yeah
Feels like every second
Goes by so slow
I wanna see your body roll
Pushin’ on your

last you 5 minutes
Yeah
Its all love till it isn't
The older that I get
The more I understand its business
Now we questioning wether shit facts

My love she waits for me in tender time
Starry veils for her eyes and flesh of light

Listen now
I'll speak of how
The blind were made to see
Inside

of the universe appear to be incredibly close by
Forty two tiny secrets written on the wings of a butterfly

My love will always follow you
Just think of me 
when

of it
Probably because all they bitches be bussin'
And she fell in love with the way I be tuckin' it (the way I be tuckin' it)
Can't get too close, I

she'll never bored, I score
Shoot to the top floor, then record her, she in love wit' a bad boy
It's that D aura, got she for it, got her feelin' euphoric,

bald one day (2x)

Sittin' with my homies
On a 120street
Drinkin' on 40
When I should have been home
And everybody told me
That the game don't last long

every year
I don't know what you looking for
But love don't live here
It's crack babies selling crack around here
Them lil niggas is strapped so
Hear me

Secrets

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

"thank you".
Call me loose, but you'd fuck shorty too
I'm talkin' thirty-six, twenty-four, forty-two.
She be at the Pink Teacup
Drunk of Chardonnay an'

65 Mustang

Five for Fighting

Live: Back Country [CD/DVD]

2007

She's my time machine
She's my rolling memory
She's my family
And I love her so

She knows my secrets well
But her back seat won't ever tell

Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Yeah she wearin’ Prada, and her skin be Fenty
I’ve been sippin’ on some Remy
Locked her up,

She in the backseat uh, pull up on him make
Him run just like a track meet uh Chauffeur, I'm not riding in a taxi uh talk
Shit but this 40 by the back

Got my name 
On her body my scent 
Words sayin that she loves me 
Inside she repent
Like bent outa shape
But she  still can't escape 
Mamis tempted by

Caukazoid Germ

Sixtoo

The Psyche Continuum

Fever followed by hemorrhages and then the organs corrode quickly.
I felt sickly on arrival to quarantine,
And then thought about the dream,
Or rather

Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!

Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to love me
Buffin' on my pickle, peace, everything was lovely
Forties

I'm going deaf
That bitch don't love me but she got respect
Said she want my name in cursive tatted on her chest
Gold chain bitch I'm big blinging
My

And show out
I mean I treat it like a 40 point blow out
All the white girls bring the snow out
And the black girls just glow out
Perfect queens from Egypt

of love 
Doesn't collect unpaid dues 

Been through, been through 
Drinking 40s with the crew 
Because dying for a high  
Gave us something to do 

What

she battling
Classy with an edge to her
I'll call it balancing
Pops a go getta
Her mother was a librarian
Love Lauryn Hill but t up to Meg the stallion

boots and her birthday suit
Her shrimp boots and her birthday suit, y'all
She grew up on Bayou Manchac
Sells them crawfish by the 40 pound sack
She loves

You ever walk inside of a burial of all of your fucking brothers and everyone you love
And now you tryna wonder why it happened why all your fam just