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it?" That's when I flip the script
And let em all know I come equipped with wits
Ain't no need to whip or dip
You can just two step don't slip a disc
Now

dropping
You drop the ball, now you asking us to pay more homage
I'm barely booked no Mohammed
Though I know you mostly haunted
By what you call empty

Controlling Los Angeles like we own it
Don’t be fooled by the lights
Never seen Paradise more like a pair of dice
Shit, I’m gambling my life away
Hustling,

It's ok if you run
cnd by the way you gimme brain
cin't no way that you dumb
I'm all about my chivalry
I open your door
cnd we can test your flexibility

it's a bomb
Aint no switchin em off
Cuz all I ever wanted, just enjoy the moment
Smoke trees by the ocean
Sounds carefree don't it
Why the hell you think

stuff
But there's not Much the minister's
Son can knock up
John Johnson sucks like Prince John's thumbs
He got hung more than Little John's Johnson
You're

me feel less then sure
It takes type of understanding when your insecure
Your sons are doing more than better she can rest for sure
I guess the hustle

Left side, left side, hey
Right side, right side, whoa look

Why would I ever try filling
Cups that leave mine empty?
No rhyme or reason when
Human

rep Jesus Christ till the end
Yeah yeah I've been

I been born again no longer the same am I
I'm a different man you can see it in my eyes
I opened up

to the structure but punctured the bumper
This rug-burned love learned not to run with the numbers
I'm the son of a blunder but she decided to keep me
It's no

Permanently Scarred (I Don't Wanna Wait)

Tragedy Khadafi

Against All Odds

2001

high
I don't no if I will survive
Will I live or will I die
I don't want to wait

hook:(sang by Joya)
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
I

of fact, fuck that, if they want smoke, we can dial in
Just on the low, we gon' pull a vino or a pile in
And we ain't broke no more, l'll do ya, end up

the say so
Moving fuego by the case loads talking DeNiro not no pesos
You can even get a line of credit as long as it shows up in my bank roll
Soldier with

more sons
Just ain't want to outta wedlock
(Woah)
So I marry the game
Father these niggas I'm stating my claim
But none of em really could carry my name

witnessed, lyrical detonation
By Freddie Gibbs and Ivoe
That's how it goes in
The murder capitol nigga
Tell 'em som' Gibbs
Get off some dick, sons of bitches

benjamin's and a nigga bound to flip like a mf gymnast
God's son imma sin again
Need a bad one look like cinnamon
We gon have fun by the time you get back home

pays you to kill them
With the smiles upon their faces

New age Rr robert, unlicensed practitioner
More off-tempo percussion than
Deep space listener
I

The hotel clerk saved me cuz I couldn't speak french
True story these facts, they ask me why I'm more forward in these raps
Cuz I looked in the mirror at what

you know I'm my mother's son
Got em pissed cause they know that we goin up
And it ain't no detouring us
All mighty gang ain't no chumping us
All mighty

one
Pretty boy Floyd, no Mayweather Hanging out the window with the drum, oh yeah

I'm what they want
I'm a sick individual I know you fake and your

everyday, yesterday and even now

Man I feel ain't gotta hide now
His word keeps me alive and even more wiser
Ima say this even though you don't believe me
No

you know I'm my mother's son
Got em pissed cause they know that we goin up
And it ain't no detouring us
All mighty gang ain't no chumping us
All mighty

for the things u do
Thank you Mama, for the care you give

Mama I do know you no more,
things have never been the same,
I might never see you again,
but

on the cross

If you are not on the cross
Then I will show no remorse
Tear you up like a divorce
take half you shit then run off

Take half your shit like I'm