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Push start the whip 

Stayed down, got them bands and you thought they fucked with you
Big bro really ain’t broke but he far from comfortable
He said

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst

Lo, Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West
Where the good and the bad and the worst

Bottle in My Hand

Hayes Carll

KMAG YOYO (& Other American Stories)

2011

ain't see free in a long old time
Well, every town is gone by morning
Hitch to another till the sun goes down
Find me a boxcar, one or two brothers

(where they at?)
Pussy boy, you don't get no rep off doin' drive-by's (facts)
Ace from the west, how he clicked up with the east side? (How?)
He ain't

Slob 187

Bloods & Crips

Bangin' on Wax, Vol. 2: The Saga Continues

1994

in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be	-G

Slob 187

Crips

Bangin' on Wax: The Best of the Crips

in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be	-G

know I beat 'em to the count
To the points love
I swear I never even lost in a coin toss
So bow down mothafuckas
If you talking deep shit
I’ll out drown

You know I done made it escalate, every body bill gates
Everybody everything, they wanted me until they drop down low, till they hit the drop low
I'ma

go fetch some binoculares
Cuz I'm far away for this, focus on some better movement
I'm always myself improving fuse my mind with scholar shit
No need

movements
In a second the control over your legs will become lose and you will fall
See the thing is, A 130 pounds still you can't take me down
I'll drop you

to bust you – tropical
It's neurotic and exotic
With yet another broke down – incidental
Not accidental
When facts track the mental
Even within movement

hitting the road
Get hit by the door
We don't kick it no more
Your snake, turned fake
Big yellow tape
It wasn't me
I was chilling down the street
Getting

look back
Put your bags on the rack
Let me know
And I'll keep headin'
Down the road
We're on the I-10 by the 90
East of El Paso
Still got 400 miles 'fore

fishing
Catch a opp by his self then he end up  missing Tell the opp drop the low why them nigga dissing they Mad that I'm up they don't wanna see me

when they tryna creep up on my blindside
But these 64 palms like 64 bombs
That'll drop across 64 farms
And I'm

Rolling down the interstate thinkin' bout

You'll be fine, you'll be good, you'll get by
Day after day, seems like I push against the clouds
But they just keep blocking out the sun
It seems

him shut some shit down (WHAT)
Watch him eyed by ya dame (WHAT)
Watch him come run the town (WHAT)
When he shines nothing is the same (YEAH!)
Bro is

'Tussin (ready)
She drop off the head just to stop me from fussin'
And that's what you call a concussion (head gone, hey)

Went hard 'fore I ever made

got for me, Lord I ask please
Chunk of time fly right by, I felt lonely
Without you i am lost, always sorry
It's no matter how far that i fall

grammatical aptitude and collateral cues
Who could blow a fuse and obliterate a movement of dudes
By voicing definitely deafening opinions and views
With the….

on a rail 
Said he got that sticky sticky send it through the mail
She like how I rock 
Shawty down won't tell me stop stop 
Please just watch your step

bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show

Fuck you and yours this is is my time to shine
Dreams of low riders cruising by touch the sky
Yeah I'm the shit thats why we got so many flies
But