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What's a king without a coffin,
c kid without a kite,
Preacher with no water,
cn addict out of light,
I Might,
lose a screw,
Tryna tighten my grip,

Hell & Back

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

38 Baby

2016

grind get to them riches
Time is money I ain't wasting time
I'm feelin like Kobe I'm in my prime
I swear I been hurt yeah too many times
No I ain't

spend less,
still respect the power of THC and CBD
My EBT is TBD
Case still pending, but I ain't stressing
Living a nightmare, most would call a blessing

oh
I de high all the time
(I love Igbo)
Light up my fantasy o
Fantastic
Water side by 4:20 oh
Every kiss is sweet
Eh Eh Eh Eh
I spend all my time with

An adventure far and wide, I've got no path left to cross
Try not to surrender now and hide, cause my final draft was lost
I don't know, where it

keep it casual
Dreaming is believing, so be mindful who you pass them too
Mind bigger, divine singer, clinger denied
Open wide, cowboy's stone glisten

in hand
stumbling step by step
Down to the place where I'll be damned
Charon ferries souls
on lurid waters
that darken on the way
for those who fell

Shot Glass

Jeffrey Steele

Outlaw

2004

a C.C. water back, I need a Jim Beam or a Jack
Maybe a boilermaker with a beer chaser
Anything to get my mind offa her in a shot glass

Hey Bob, call

mistakes
But, everyone does
We equipped with more than what it takes
If a sin's only a drop
Well then I own a lot of lakes
Earth is mostly water
So, It puts

oceans
Swim in the outcome
They say problems is opportunities in disguise

And each day I learn, I'm just tryna get it by
Get high for that matter,

your supposed to be
Stick by my side like a visa
Unity doesn't mean we both agree
The truth is black and white like a Zebra

Jesus it's by his stripes I

gold bones
What the f-ck you boys want
Roll on you like a joint
Talk behind a n-gga back but muthaf-cka don't you point

[Pharrell]
KFC by the bucket,

Southside

Slim Thug

Da Bottom, Vol. 3

2005

the lead touch ya
And they ain't no coming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water

together
That just sounds better
Come and talk
To me whenever
Bc baby
We belong together
Love is blind in a way and I ain't speaking on ray
We can get 619

clear skies, ashtray on my bedside
The ops are really nearby I hope they get my best side
I'm tryna do my best by enlightening the less wise
To hopefully

I answer to Eric, my hair is flaming red
I'm a west country man with fists as hard as lead
Tomorrow morning I'll march down to the sea 
And sign

Yea.
The Champ is here I'm here to make you pay,
I'm a wash you up and send you on your.
You train all day as the number one,
Your money hand hit

Southside

Lil Scrappy

Made in the Streetz

2008

the lead touch ya
And they ain't no coming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water

into doodlebob
So I might just do the bob
Tell me nigga who the rock
Who really giving out the locks
All these girls is looking like Meagan Fox
And you

quick that water don't bleed

I see black bodies burning, see black bodies killed
Devoured by a beast that's never filled
Then they gather up what's left

Inside with the jokes
My rhymes is fire like Hendrix's guitar
My favorite album by Blink is probably Boxcar
I'm a corporation that pays it's taxes
I'm

a body (go get it)
My bitch is too bad, I bought her a new body (new bitch)
Scat pack the Charger, this bitch a wide body (do it again)
Smokin' dead

what is your name, tell me again, when bottles pop you wanna freak, let us begin. Play by play, swang my way. Head bob, hey baby make my day. Get it

even the odds
Only varies if you buried
Never dropped a tear
But emotions lived a lie
Tryna coincide
Getting pulled in by the tides
Water starts to rise