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all that life
Don't even know what it would be like
Without my momma by my side
Without my mother I think we would die
It's the best worst time to be

Catch a body and hop in the rental 
They id em by his f**kin dental 
N***a must of lost his f**kin mental 
Brought a fresh mag who want the first issue

jednostka to namiastka człowieka
Dłuto w rękach złego Gepetta
Dziś rządzą ci sami ale zbyt cenny jest mój pergamin
By dla nich na nim między słowami rzucać

thoughts from a fruit
By a snake
I do not fall for theatrics 
I'm shutting them outta my mind
It's a mental blockade

I been recounting a lot of the places
I

rimmy
All around the world, call me Old Saint Nick
They can't get enough, women want my dick
These girls are like elves, playing with my sack
Eat my milk

them long nights
Trapping to the Marathon all night
When the money in my pockets made my jeans fit tight
Still eating McDonalds by daylight
This life is

I came up in the dirt, from 10 yrs old I put in work,  porcelain pieces in my pockets, down them back streets I would lurk , just a young thief in

promise or erase you from my mind
Caught me with my back turned and stabbed me from behind
Turned me to a new me forced the old me to resign
I moved
Forward

want to be free,now)
Free from all of the opinions and words of the others
And nights that I cried and the abuse by my brothers
And all the negative

in a gify like tory
Got a shawty by my side
Say she want a piece

I just touch down
In The Abj
All the bad bitches
Know where i stay
Uh
If them niqqas

what i'm about to say
By the way you dress brotha
I thought that you was gay
Young bitches on my dick
Cause I'm wearing J's
Young bitches on my dick

twistin the haze and scribble lyrics for days
When I'm in this different phase
From being injured and scaved
By different women in-between when all

dreams
And be up in the limelight and be all they can be
They telling that I’m too old to be making a bang track
And telling me I wasn’t good enough

Been down with the gang since he was like 7 years old
I remember we started from this
Like it was yesterday, we was just kids, we was just 6
Runnin' in

a crazy world
Like, it's so mad in the dunya
Old school we going bumper to bumper
What's her name did the guy even wonder
Just hoping that she tryna stay

March I might be quiet
By July see I might start a riot
Know that I'm your side and I'm not your main
Do you think I'm bipolar or a nigga with range
Wanna

We hit the strip take a trip in the caddy
Old girl was cute but she ain't understand me
All of the gang is my family
Spray up the block everyday we

break the laws
Wrong decisions I've made now my life cant be the same
what's my faith? I'm more than what I create
No debate sometimes I miss my old ways

when to go, when to go
Bitch tell me when to go, I'ma make em go dumb
She miss the old me, she don't like what I've become
She beef with two of my exes

niggas geeking man they know they won't right next to me
I was in the Field by myself tryna be a better me
But the devil he calling and he like to leach
I

this holy
I'm on my knees prayin' like I'm visitin' Kobe
Bryant up in heaven there's a nigga with gold teeth
At the pearly gates with legitimate old beef

St. James Infirmary

Mario Pezzotta

Ritmo & Blues

1996

It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big

how it's stacking
Surrounded by dead people
Thriller, Michael Jackson
Hollon'
I hadda put my bitch in red bottoms
If a nigga trippin ima red dot him
Leg

too much
Keep in touch with what I'm saying
I'm disgusted by the homage y'all paying
To these rappers that's out here slaying
And such
Are clout chasing