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main and I love it Looking for me
Up dat murda rate fuck it
That karma be real
Tell that bihh that I love ha
I live by the gun
I might die
I'm like fuck

​​while Slyme in south with BSG​ ​
​Them boys ain't tryna hoop​ ​​ ​​
City on lock, but we stay at the rim​ ​​
We read that play, can't go for backdoe,

Ready and willing to touch a hot chick
My cock's already swelling so
Fuck the nonsense
I'm not looking for chicks to
Rub my knobs tip i came hear to fuck

a bitch by the sixth grade
City really wilder than the street outside a knicks game
Tripping off the jiggas shawty throwing the molly up
We the real mob

anyway 
No one be doin the most 
Im looking for better days
Had to show these bitches whats good 
Pop up on em like shadows 
Gettin my boy out the hood

I really get it in all day
Send a hit niggas coming in broad day
Looking for me i’m right where ya broad stay
Acting tough nigga sweet as a partfait

I'm home"

She can't do wrong by a friend
They fight for attention
And when it all falls apart
She blames it on them and then they start again

from my perspective
I'm fucking around and fucking around
By the time I settle down
I'll be a step dad
Now
I'm seeing Jons perspective
I understand why

they call me Tripp, the one you hating on is Josh
Every day out in the city thinking I should get a job
Wheels got the drop now I ain't sitting

understanding y'all
Homo Sapien to Homo Superior, still evolving, y'all
Just walked in, now I'm darting off
Getting lost in the city
Lit like a stick of dynamite

version of my own written autobiography
Destined for profiting
By the prophets with binoculars looking in future philosophy
Imma stand ten toes

a king
Looking for a queen in the meantime

I'm not finished
I'm from a city where the dreams die before the flesh
Watching dreams fade from the porch steps
Looking back man I'm more blessed

on the booth
My way or the highway
Going 95 to chase the loot
Standing up above the roof
Looking down I’m on the top
Picture me getting the cream
Ninjas mad they

waiting for me by the bathroom
Dam! As I look around I see a bunch of mad dudes
Dam! I didn't wanna fuck your wifey but I had to
We be where the ladies

Cold Duck Time

Steve Czarnecki

Steve Czarnecki's Soul/Jazz Quintet

1997

You ain't by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever the storms that come
Life is full of them
Take a look in the mirror at yourself
Believe in

so you never know my feelings
Came from Atlanta, city full of drug dealing
Raised by a hustler, my daddy made a killing
Niggas dying young so I got

gotta be less fascicous
Braggedy bitches only looking a nigga way
When he rocking the Jesus pieces
Searching for all the beamers
Bend it o'er for Bhut'

the right way
By the end of the night I want her back at my place
Call me a plumber cause I'm bouta give her the pipe
Already knowing that she gonna get it

like a grown beetle
Back to back me and mizzy
Ouww yeah the weekend litty
Slam dunk contest only got me
dunking my nuts in titties
Orders by the cases

The Crush

American Diary

The Brightest Colors [Bonus Track]

2007

Don't you worry we will finish what we started, I promise
You are not on hold. I swear you will catch the wave I
Rode on, cause things are looking

then but you want me now
Still hear your voice hearing every little sound
Looking for a man that’s gone hold you down
You ain’t gone get it and you know

And until you do I'll be sleeping rough

The runners, yeah, they pass me by
The school run on the nine-to-five
Said, "I've been here for days, I don't

Strap in
It's about to get wild
Switching up the beat
It's about to go down
Hotter
Ain't got no time for no mild
I'm rolling with the clique
And u