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makes it clap
I can relate to doing dishes
We should take a nap
Tired like Michelin of your
Wrists when they're glistening
We don't want no yacht to float

to lose
Give away the shame today 'cause in Your pain You paid our dues
So, hear me now it's been with love that I've been making music
I know that people

about
If you talk and puff your chest then we gon have to walk it out
Yea, body lined him, chalk it out
Go and get your team and give my dogs something

is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sister,

a melody
Only if you're letting me

I'm coming off Vibranium, now what's your hypothesis
I chromed out my cranium, now I'm looking ominous
I bring it with

the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I want to get wit'cha 
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with

disagree
Disbelief, that's the look they give me
When I rip the beat

I don't take a shot
I make it hit then hit 'em with defeat
Stripes though stripes

Make

come your way
If you slip, get bun broad day
No barber, I'll give man a fade
Free of charge
You don't wanna see gang creepin' past
Last thing you'll see

Still got the broke nigga dream like
No matter what it cost me in real life
I'll bet it all, what you feel like?
Still hit your broad with the steel pipe

what's off ya mind, put it in the air
Nigga we ain't playing
Give me what ya want

basic
Man wanna know what's next for me
Like yo, do you still sell ecstasy
None of your business if you didn't check for me
Only the real stand next to me

Running through my mind is time
And as she walks down the aisle
I see it passing me by
Passing me by
Passing me by (yeah)
Passing me by
Passing me by

bread they pockets lint
Fucc what YU said Don't politic
Babygirl what is your Name? Do you just want me because of my game?
Way I be hittin insane

look at these poems, im lapping your ass

You running on empty, I'm guzzling gas
Waiting real patient, give me a match 
I'm alpha omega, i started

was young
I got some shit inside of me
And it ain't matter where your from
But instead on what you try to be
So baby come and catch a vibe with me

all this dam heart still heartless you can spark techs
What you want I wont give it up
It's only one way to get me off the map
You motherfuckers better

to life
Woah
I won't give up the fight
This time it's me that gets it right
Guess I'm bored of chasing highs
Woah
I feel my feet lift off the ground
Open my

means nothing if your happiness isn’t intact
You always see me smiling, you don’t think that I’m sad
I be suppressing my anger every time that I’m mad

Woman Tonight

Felt

A Tribute to Lisa Bonet

you gotta let go, close your eyes and let it crash
Road life is the only one I have to give
Lonely isn't a strong enough adjective to describe all

and Peso', we gon' sweep
And I got my bad bitch on me, she stay on fleek
I'm just tired of the violence, I really want peace
If a op wanna beef, nigga, I'm

the block in
You know I got kids at home
I just wanna go home and tomar
I'm just saying
My baby cry
You know I tired
I tired
I go give baby kiss
Cerveza
You

record,
Use the pen as my sword,
To bore demons,

I was sent by the Lord,
LS7 was home,

Feds rushed me,
‘Cos they thought I was dealing,

We had

rainy years
But still don't get me upset 'cause I'll change your face 
With my crazy mates that can't wait to change the plates
Yeah, I came from

know to many women
That give me this feeling
And I know way back in my past
I was labeled the villain
But you can call me super man
Cause lately I been