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Bring me your light,
I know you're right.

Day by day,
you get up by my side and you bring me your smile and you heal me,
I can see the truth in

of gettin a bag they just want some beef
Fuck it up run it up run it up
I get check go dumb with it
Spinning the block in a Cullinan
Spinning the block in

but we on that (We on that!)
Mr. Get, niggas gone, bet you won't, get your dog back
Stepping on shit treat these niggas like doormats
Treat a bitch like

a informa
Dem cyaa even think fi go test Mr palmer
We armed like alarm, full a corns on a farmer
So gwaan a yuh yard go bad up yuh baby momma
Yuh test and get

with you
5.56 be hitting like missiles
Fuck it, had to get a big body rental
She give me brain
Then I dismiss her
My backyard look like a damn dispensary

Chorus
Don’t make a sound
Gon' take my time To run it up 
All bank accounts
Get emptied out  one by one
Ah na na na na
(Verse)
Don’t they  know  that

going through a maze
I keep scissors in my back pockets
Just in case we come across some green up on the way
Nigga fuck Mrs. Parker bitch come roll me

skin
Invert the color
Shoot Whitey by Glock 10
MM leave you missing a limb
Like Mr. or Li'l Kim
Before the plastic surgery
I spit committing adultery
I'm

no-one cares get your life back up get your life back

I can't help it figure it out,
I can't help it sing it out loud
Time back, give me all my time back

On a Come Up

Hi Power Soldiers

Hi Power 2002

in your
Ear[Chorus: Mr. Capone-E]We some Hi-Power riders
On a mission for a come upVatos trippin' and they
Slippin' if they wanna play youngBang-Bang

Baby Motha

DMX

Year of the Dog...Again

2006

as shit hit the fan, honies be wanna take the kid and scram
I'm having bad thoughts, don't like how dark it's getting man
From the time I wake up and get

me the way I live gon’ get
Me killed but I don’t give no fuck
They expected me to keep it
Real when them niggas
They never showed no love
They

Bad Babysitter

Princess Superstar

Princess Superstar Is

2002

Babysitting sucks but whatever they got junk food, kung fu, egg fu, Dig Dug, a dog
too
And a hot Jew, Mr. Weintraub, I mean he's old but not dimed

and slept on me
Dug a couple graves, they got their names up by the mausoleum
Kiss 'em all goodbye, look in the eyes when I say, "Rest in peace"
Give just

I get so nervous when I get a quick glance as I walk by
Walkin past, lookin fast, brushin past
Like touchin a pot of gold
Like somethin I could hold

your ass up
I'm going hard I can't never get enough
I can tell it's been awhile
Since you've gave it up
Girl you make it hard, for me trust me
I've been

tryna hide your face
Gotta face that shit mr phieney

Meet Caroline but I fuck with Keisha 
Dark skin shorty love her refer 
Thick too so I roll em up

Workin' for the Weekend

Ken Mellons

Steppin' Country, Vol. 2 [10 Tracks]

1996

My get up might not get up and go
But I'll be ok when that Friday whistle blows

[Chorus]
Workin' for the weekend all week long
Waitin' to wind up

two minutes on the loose
Even ain't no sub
Can't believe it

Oak killer, you tweaking
It get silent for a storm
Just knows quiet for a reason
Give me

miss me

Got me fucked up I don't link with community hoes
I heard everybody done visited
Mic on the back when I hit get to spitting shit
Might tell my

Woo Woo Woo
Remix to Catch me outside
You know I'm bout to get live
Cause I'm from that 305
Aye Aye Let's Get It
Walking by faith and not by sight

Could you be a little aggressive
Show me the shxt I possess
She get on top 'cause I'm fast
She always talk bout the bands
So I just give her the bands

build gets drowned by the rain
Stress to my neck paralyze my brain
Still in the body but it feels so fake
Go ahead and tell me that I'll be okay
Go ahead

the rockstar steez'
I know his bitch is a fiend
Like baby get on your knees
I'm for real, I ain't even tryna tease
Typa' jhit to spray and leave, Mr. Clean, no