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side if his ass hesitant
I love all my killers I don't play about my brethren
2 40s up on you
Betta run or see the lord
Boy that's lil Shorty and lil Teo

I'm scared of the heights
Scared of the lights cause I carry the nine
I'm Looking up and seeing lots of stairs we gon climb
Guess I sold my soul cause I

You pull up with your crew
Like a drive by
I got 80 on me why would I lie
Keep 20 on me
Give 40 for free
And the rest you can have it
Cause I don't

These mornings I’m lazy
With you by my side
We don’t work till the evening
And you had me up till five
I’m anxious and naked
Your nerves are all

The pain in the slaving, tryna hook 'em with minutia
The payments are greater when you're pushing up petunias
So Nina with young, gifted Blackening, but

strong like asaris, I love them songs, The Ataris
Samyang too spicy, she keeps saying sorry
I am so angry, I feel so drowsy
I hate jealousy, we are so

The impeachment and trials of the protagonist
Stories of those who stood against the antagonist 
Business deals dining with the men of the cabinet 
By the age of 40

in my own world, Donnie Darko
28 days left, til we all blow up
That's what I keep saying and they all froze up
6 hours 40 minutes til the finish
They

still cripping
It a a bitch some shit
If uncle Reese
Was still living
R.I.P
Lets Go
Blowing spinach
Making Pape by the minute
Man these lame niggas
Finish

Fresh out the clink
Forty three weeks
Nothing to show cuz I'm dead broke
Had the trap boomin' like metro
Eyes on the prize nigga there it go
Out

is power 
I got forty dollars
A man's greatest weakness a fat ass I'm tryna holla
Try to politic but niggas they be leaching
Blood sucking mosquitoes

of a drug boy slash mc me
Creme de la crop the streetwise
Caught the bus to the port A train to the pies
Flaco told me it was 1 for 1
By the way it baked

Thirteen minus fifty goddam forty seven
It's just me and Smoove in this bitch
Hol Up
Yo I think that nigga Smoove in this bitch
I got it (Yah)
I got

more naughty than I'm nice 
So I'll never finish last
Even surreptitiously 
Were ending All fictitiously

But here we are, the vicious thing?
I'm more

There's an old man in a parking lot off Main Street
He's tipping back the bottle till it's dry
He'll drink until the forties are all emptied
Then

Ay this tape bout to be a classic
You are now listening to 8 for 8 by TXMIYAMA the muthafuckin' Jap Boy
Big up my cousin Kazu, big up Justin, I’m

and I’m gone
Vvs and shiny things(bling bling bling)
Stolen diamonds make my ring
40,000 by the wing
For these drugs yea I’m a phene
For this money I’m

Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his

mhm
They wake up constant
Ly to watch it
Slow walking to meet they monster
Politic with this fist bitch we ain't trying wait
You left it vacant I been

Graduated U of M, summa cum laude, few of them
Just had her first IUD, ain't tryin' to have birth by Obie T
Louis bag, big as shit, rule area,

One bitch gave me blue balls, I think she from Slauson
Walking around with two dogs, boom, John Wallin
Higher then a blimp, leaning like a pimp
40 by

what, in the fog o' war, plans fuckin' change. Now, I stood by you when you put fire into the lads. Those days are long gone! He's been phoning up at all

his veins
Recognition worth more from peers, than top 40 fame
He found a place in the music, to shed the pain
Under this sound, he avoid the rain?
If

Yeah, you got something
Why we trippin', people
Cause I'm about to knock your ass out
Man, stop right here, back in the tent

Watch out
This is