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Ain't No Limit

Silkk the Shocker

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

my) 

Step back for a second 

And watch these soldiers come take ya 

Roll By! 

Entrepreneurs n Tycoons 

If y'all doubt it 

y'all better

Now I'm moving half as quick so I can see the signs that say hazardous
But back then, my only drive was cash to get
I admit
I closed my eyes and that's

a spider, we venom

We shoot, get 10, get bent, we sent
Them back to the start
Been runnin the funnel, or shit falls apart
Y'all playin with toys, like kids

malnourished
In a place where social status is determined by commerce
And money is god he's thinking of turning a convert
All he has is his nap sack and his

nervous, thinking, "What's she gonna do" (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
She grabs you by the arm, I'm thinking "I'm through" (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Then you look back at me,

really deserves it
Walking with these sins
Do I still deserve it
Entertaining all these phases
That no longer serve us
I just
I just ask
Don't you give up

Chattaa Chattaa
High mind be, all knowing like a bod
Embody what i believe, call me god
Don't dis yourself, you'll get battered. cod
Can't catch me

nights where I withdrew
No
Now all of my fights I breakthrough
Yeah
Running back home like curfew
Let's go
Am on my knees am so grateful
Thinking of me

fans back home
Every body change
Every body change
Every body change
But not everybody grow
Every body change
Every body change
I've grown into someone

Bob Marley by my lone, I’m unknown, all these other niggas phony, imitating  bunch of clones 
Switch flows, switch blade 
You lack everything ay 
I just

city in shambles
Takin' no L, we lead by example
All we do is win, it's never no scandal
Came out the den, can't tame, can't handle
We throwin' up lobs,

Welcome
20th and Jackson
That empty building right across from Franz is
Where the last place I ever called home was
Four years, we watched a whole

don't wanna go home
Say I'm wreckin' ha home
The book about my dick is perfect n long
It's gon' make you moan
If it's wet, I'ma put you on a jet, fuck

got time
Yes, babe, it's me, uh huh
Babe, yes, it's me
Stop playin'

Ain't nothing really ever over until we six feet under
Talking all the good from

at the club and you at home, shit. Probably didn't know all the bros who done boned it
Or all them other niggas that she on the phone with. Tryin' not to get

Live from the working class trash bin
Where I'm surrounded by tax
Payers and soon-to-be has-beens
Where Afghanis in tents are in the past-tense

Time to flow
Say we gotta problem but wont Drop ah lo
How that go?
Niggas just be talking all dat da da doe
Nah nah no
U ain't slide fa bro
Abide by

one big road full of ups and downs 
and whole leap of nuff sign

You see a friend in need,
Is always a friend indeed
An although them send you back home

You can see by my incisors
That I’m ready fa dinner
You wanna judge me
But damn ain’t we all sinners
Only the real
Ain’t too good with pretendin
I’m jus

la vuelta y da la vuelta

now iâ¬"m home did you miss me baby
as i  unback im just si happy to be back and see face

Forsaken Kingdom

Pyramaze

Melancholy Beast [Bonus Track]

failing
it was destroyed all to the core

I am the last, keeper of the past
holder of the ancient knowledge
and I have been left back until time is no

and sap your passion
But strap the rations and rattle this food for thought
Back at the patterns as you plan it till you sat, earn what you got
And can

twerk and promote it
I drop by the hood just to slide in my tokens
And make sure the trap keep on rolling
Been striking all week I ain't bowling
What you

examine/
In fact I bring it back throwing heads like I detached em/