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poles
Devil grabbing for my soul, nigga, I ain't letting go
I ran it up by myself, nigga, I got my own connect
I ain't never joined no gang, nigga, I

one stone and a popular steps
To pitch on and welcome home the killers
Rock bottom got a spot for him, home the realist
We knock niggas out and we fuck

mind, but it's not lost yet
I'd pay a thousand dollars just
To see your silhouette
Red is a rose's color, blue is a violet's
Here's my number baby, when

Someone knocking at my door
Act like no one is home
Someone calling my phone
Staring at my screen, hell no
So AntiSocial, other times I'm social
For

hard when I leave her
Same hood where my ken got pinned for ten dollars
Wrong sale, wrong time, sniffed out by rottweilers
Just red and blue flashes

a while
And when I heard the finish product I just looked with a smile
So we finished up the session, I was on my way home
All my friends knew about it

I Ain't Havin' That

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

[Starang] 
Starang  forever like Wu Tang  my crew brings drama 
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings 
Smoke tell em how we doin this

but i'm born for this cant forget im the guy 

cnd when i'm landing at home i use my meat like a butcher
Go in deeper than 2 white chicks tryna not blow

Mmm mm mmm
Aye uh
I don't believe you
I think you lying
I know you see through yeah
I be having deep blues
Got a pocket full of deep blues
And i

I was an active child
I didn't run the fastest mile
But went to basketball practice while
I grew up: when school finishes I walked home with fish

Followed my bros cuz ya had all the motion
How my guys I got left in the ocean
I was just broke then my heart just got broken
You ain't shoot what

the gravel or till my times right
Still talkin bout unraveled tales told by my hind sight
Livin' walkin round the world rappin' like a white guy
Laughin',

a sneaky guy with freaky pyromania like Beavis (FFFIRE!)

But I'm tired of setting fire to my victims so
Now I'm driving to the city to sit by the sewer vent

I'm no nice guy
I fight fires with bigger fires and like minds
Come find us at night time
America's "night-night"
Don't turn out your lights
Like Donald

ain't that wise
I got played by a ting that likes 5 guys
Talking bout the restaurant and real life
You don't understand man I want to cry

Talking bout

Gillespie
Miles Davis John Coltrane Eric Dolphy
Sun-Ra orchestra, Charles Mingus, Ahmad Jamal
Milt Jack, Westmont, Herbie Han cannonball
Buddy Guy, Muddy

a lift
My situation gettin harsh
But I don't give a shit
Every moment going
By is a distraction
From my worries
And the possibilities
Of a delayed reaction

Sugar daddy yacht
From them pictures he imported
Yeah
Want that Gucci Prada more of it
Nice guy he's back home she's ignoring
Yeah
They fly you out

I'm not some evil guy

Was there a crucial moment you realized that?

Any subject, whether it's raping people or
Swag or some fucking
Shoes or something

younger, yeah, I was clueless
Had no idea what was going on, dad would sleep yeah, all day long
Come home from school, nodding on the couch
Tried to wake him

bitch say she need my shoe size
We gone get lil buddy
You just chill all in due time
If you arguing 
That’s your business 
I don’t choose sides 
Higher

with the kids I eat my lunch with
We don't switch sides, never see my guys jump ship
Shawty lookin' sunkissed, said she brought her son with
He in sixth

my guy for over thinking
Then going home to think over how he meant it
Find me in a moment only focused on the next
On that doe
That verse
That love

Funny how they gotta do all that, so that a guy that murders can go hide 
Now let's put this in perspective 
I know everything I just said, I don't have