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slide with my drake we don't play growing up we use fight shooting fades now we got  infrared on  Ks  it's on sight when that scope in ya face
Bitch nigga

Written In Braille”
Written by: Rahsaan Campbell(RaBillion)

I'm back from prison, a Mack at shiftin, through the crap you give him, attacked with in

body’s aching and my body’s tired
Although the sun caresses my back
I like the gritty earth up against my skin
In the corner of the garden
 
Come on home

the world more gritty

Conversations by the water
With any of my reflections
I can’t hear my own thoughts

She said I’m gone in a minute

I pull up
Sometimes

coach Max

And we all love the Dahak of the jerseys on our back 

Well this year our lovely coach has a real great plan

I am sure by now you guessed it

cat go till they call it a draw
Munhall Man better watch your tail
You've only got one life you'll be spending in jail
Let's go
He walked along

Tetrahydrocannabinolic up in my system
Staying low and hiding but if it's static we go and get them

Praise to the most high
Each day that goes by
I'm thanking him for

a thing that you say ...

Can’t tell a nigga nothing
Back back out my face ...

Don’t really ask for nothing
Just time an Lil space
However long it takes

em dead I just pay up the funds
Foe em gotta clip bet it sound like a drum
Ion politic don't care where you from
Niggas talk hot send a shot by ya gums

me to do but I was wilding out
Had to make it out hood myself nobody got me out
Yeah the life & times of a toga boy gritty like polaroid
Close friends

They got my back
Through the rough and the gritty
That's why we do represent
Because we do love this city
And we don't want it to fail
With the ecconomy

taught by some astrologers
As I talk about life on the corner while they watching us
Son it's gritty all throughout my city
They killed George Floyd now

day in the city
I was chillin with the Gritty
Politicking for the cash
My nigga hit me talkin bout he stressin
He can fill himself regressing so I pull

the fuck up, move back motherfuckers

[Sticky Fingaz]
Onyx is love and hate
Onyx is motherfucking spit in your face
Onyx is a  highspeed police car chase

up on my nuts I should call you Bond... Gold Bond
Yeah, um, could I get back in my rap please?
Rap these, you velvety hack
Jeez!
It's the movie

I want to rock right now
I'm Ace 2 Bass and I came to get down
Now I'm not Internationally known
But you can find me in the back of the whip gettin'

the women are pretty
I left in September the weather got shitty
I love me a stallion, it's making me giddy
My young hoe from Memphis she hitting the gritty

then eating New Dragon
Right after my fast, right after my fast
Intermittent, in a minute
Women smitten, by my raps
Bitch admit it; you a fan
Gotta blast

combat
We ain't made from the same stuff you notice the contrast don't cha
And I could blow a bag when I want to
I get it back by the double
You don't pay

soundtrack to the rat race
Gotta get that high tech cotton with the fat face
It's all gritty in the concrete city
Better be about your biz, get wise and stay

to invest some more
Living off a salary my parents had some expectations
Lost in a gritty city waiting for that inspiration
To hit me like that joint do when

fucks with me, yeah

Verse 2
Riding through the city, it's gritty but you way too prestigious
I got those needles with me, in case it get too iffy
We cook

Tell Me What That Mail Like

Spice 1

AmeriKKKa's Nightmare

1994

on
Cause I wouldn't look too gritty with my chest gone
Fool, and I'm back I'll be slangin' them D
Got a nut in my pocket way unleased a G
See I'm

But I may never ask for it back
Leave too late, speed the whole way, and miss kickoff again
7 weeks straight
And we haven’t lost a game
They called us