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Contraception- Fuck it if I get screwed
By myself wit no aids I'll infect'em
Aye
Waving a weapon, I was raised by a parent
Who was Raised by a reverend straight

a real one
Knowing one another off the mushies, that's a feel, son!
We sealed the deal and made an album together
Thought our bond was steel, but it was

the line was fitting
And I could end it right there, but hell nah, this the fucking beginning
You say you believe, JB gon' make it, it's still a dream
By no

from work, then engaged
It was a great escape
The Lost And Found History, 2021 updated
And completed
22 years of brief encounters
On one album release

country & western song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album
The last verse goes like this here

Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison

(It should be over)
Yeah it should be over (It should be over)

All of my surroundings are numb by loneliness
I've had to many thrills & I don't need

tryna make a change (Change)
All the glory to Jehovah
For the places I been going
'Cause it’s only by His grace (Grace, grace, grace)
And I know I had

Maxi Curls

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

Ratin latent, and perpetratin 

My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes 

You get frantic, New York City, run and panic 

California, I switch

Game Face

Public Enemy

He Got Game [Clean]

1998

of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from clear
Nobody can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the idea
From this point

But I’m just shinin’ /
niggas know I be grindin’/
No skateboard, I don’t chase whores /
Got an album out and it’s in stores/
You fuck niggas still doing

But I’m just shinin’ /
niggas know I be grindin’/
No skateboard, I don’t chase whores /
Got an album out and it’s in stores/
You fuck niggas still doing

Gotta flip them bricks, it be gone so fast (let's go)
I got to do something, I done blown my last
Dollar holler at your boy on the ave (uh)
And that

Gotta flip them bricks, it be gone so fast (let's go)
I got to do something, I done blown my last
Dollar holler at your boy on the ave (uh)
And that

own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They

smells, and tastes
I’ve become who I am by the grace
Life’s profound as it takes me
Toward this destiny meant for me
So sinful and yet the saint in me
Has

Southern Fried Intro

Ludacris

Chicken -N- Beer [Clean]

2003

takin' subliminal

Cause they can't get what I got's
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white

going loco
Im just another boy from toto
Ive been looking for love on a low low
Is it true she dont leave here no more
Flipping the script like an actor

Yeah
Knowing this shit for the greater
When I'm up know my crib gonna have elevators
Know its up know my men in the cut like a razor
Flip the bird if you

up the toto, twister in her guts
Like the two strands to form my locs
Rooted in my spot
I saw the beginning of lust
Ego in sensuous stardust
Cosmic

through their Twitter followers, blaggin' em
By the way I've got an album out why don't you check it?
They listened once on Spotify and left it
Forget it
I

different, I'm going up passing you by
Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try
Never mind that I'ma still get a sack

was barely 5 for 5 minutes
Was only in it for the image
Claiming top 5, but top 5 is too gifted
And it's taken by a couple of my brothers, don't get it

Seeking vengeance but to no avail
And it's insulting
Like a movie title scripted braille
It's good for nothing
We falling by the wayside
Where our leaders

a chrome gat
Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black
Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
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