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Webbie

Savage Life 2 [Clean]

2008

MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH

Heard of Me

Plies

Da Realist

2008

of Ft. Meyers
I got principles nigga that's what I live by
I ain't got rap feature and I'm still alive
Not 1 my 3 album is you surprised worth my

the trap, call Jeep or somethin'
Might get Ball with a half P or somethin'
Might be in a SRT or somethin'
Krispy might make a bitch cream or somethin'
Cross

Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by

and
The great Dunn's River
Jamaica surround by Caribbean water
Arawak Indian was the originator
Then the Spaniards, the English
And nuff more follow i seh

in Inland Empire
Look at the rabbits
They're anthropomorphic
Look at the sign on Mulholland Drive
My raps are pre-recorded like the song by Rebekah Del

crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my

frosty
That's why you only get one chance to cross me
(Drip so saucy, oh)
Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee
Heaven help me, oh
'Cause

the largest of crowds
My crown of thorns came with a cross and a larger account
Alhamdulillah I give all praises to god
Without him and my mother's prayers I

plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon

"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural

Florence Ballard, Mary Wilson and Diana Ross
Duke Ellington and Joe Loss
Bryan Adams and Christopher Cross

Helter skelter some found no shelter
From Charles

Artist/Band Jaheim
Song title Could It Be?
Album
Submitted by Terronald

Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh

no copy, so copy that
You copy cats
Now Roger that
(Facts)
American dads up in my wallet
Pockets Christopher Wallace
Balmain Jeans what I'm walking
I'm

don't swear but cross my heart
That I...
Will never, will never, die...

(B)
Enlighten me...
Enlighten me to these creative vibes...
Take me step by step

(Drop the fucking album!)
(Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?)
(Seriously, si-six, seven months

Christmas lights through car windows
In Southern California it never snows and that's fine by me
Let's go to that Starbucks drive-thru then drive

like lightning, terrorists Islamic
A ghetto superhero, like Marvel Comics
Vertical limits, fresh notebooks I write anthems to crooks image
Cross

God, it's here
It's finally here, God
This is the one man
This is the album I want people to here
You know?
You gave me a date
You gave me a name
You

yah
Focus your consciousness, center your cost
Hung by a thread for all your applause
Everyone, everyone caries a cross, world on my shoulders I shimmy

the crime
Like Christopher Nolan, I'm from where they shoot you in dark of the night
I remember hearing whizzing go by
Down by the streets where my momma told

at fighting the tides
You wanna get your feet wet but in the deep i reside
So, before i scrap another album be my muse my fire
Do you wanna cross this line? do

Di brinks truck we not giving up!
Oh no!
We not giving up!
We not giving up!
Ooh Noo!
Written by Christopher Chambers

Can't fuck with these monkey ass niggas I am not Dora
Christopher Columbus in her ocean imma explore her
Clutchin up I be coming back by the 4th

privilege in every single election
By 2024 we might have better selections
I am, hear my cry (Oowee)
I can't let nobody else's son shine
Cross on my back