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the plug yeah
Baby
You need to know
Just how much
Our time could grow
You say I
Need by myself
But you
Don't need
Nobody else
Guess I gotta just get used

the mash of our own heads disowned lighting fast by the crappiest mother a person could have... cynicism.. pessimism... atheism... beloved by know one

My World

O.C.

Live at Trammps New York, Vol. 1

1999

Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle
Ten years later you be bitin my single
Primo, take it Downtown, Swing it
Intervenin on the board, sensimil

told me too just...

I just want you to know 
I still think about us
This could get me in trouble 
But call me when you want 

Not gonna say i'm alright

could be
So I put my foot in the ass of all these emcees
Vintage, nonfiction, nemesis ass kicking
Looking like I flipped a brick and I made a subdivision

Twin Desert Eagles
Black talons and a death wish
Blood by the gallons spillin' out
Now you a mess, bitch
Dirty play for money, extra Gucci
Snatch

aye
(whew)
Nigga say he in the field but talkin' in the court
Nigga you ain't ballin like no Curry, pick another sport
He don't deserve a wood, put

always wanna show at the end
Got they hands out for a lend
They just wanna call me twin
They don't wanna see me win
Can't call you niggas my kin
Y'all

something there's an ocean floor
If I.. If I say what I want there's no story told

The narrator is talking zip it and open your ears
Hopefully you see

flame shit up, they let it go
You know how it go, hit the strip club, stripper bowl
Niggas be watchin' how much I throw, but the dancers ain't only ones

tell by the
Caps on my teeth sk boy love gallie on me you tell 
Cause the sugar cane long and sweet I could never
Run out a bars like de sky cant run out

sick with it
One of the wickedest
Individuals
I'm you
Without a pot
To piss in
I'm STILL a
CRIMINAL

Subliminal thoughts dark
Hangin' by a thread
From

as you could get
Now she’s drifting away, you came back too late, to say

Be kindly, be kindly, a gentle soul like yours needs time

Now the beeps stop,

you could die together live alone die alone
Look the old heads schooled me
Taught me how to spoon feed
The leeches when you speak
See this just

don't need a recession
All by myself i don't need a reflection
Keeping me solid I be feeling this friction
Me and my brothers gone die for this mission

she always knew how it could go

She made a way and had a purpose to give it up
Oh you changed ya lifestyle
Well I got homies, that ain't gettin up
Her

don't need titles and no ones entitled as long as you know Im your man
We so spontaneous, love and twin flaming it, now that we both understand
And I got

a clean nose (Hood Baby)
When you real, it shows (Hood Baby)
No nothing we lettin' go (Hood Baby)
Be proud, you can stand ten toes (Hood Baby)
Make sure

elevated
Or could it be my heart and... souls elated
Nevertheless, you lay me... down frustrated
Tickle my fancy till ya... masturbate it
All ya need is

it, and kill my regrets
Not breaking a sweat, killing you artist, I'm wondering, looking around like "who next?"
I barely can sleep, sleep is related

fair though
Proud of Jim's courage still
Demanded he be careful
Like father like son
Bad to the bone and the marrow
A Bright Path can only last
When you

looking goofy
Niggas be stupid
Rocking a Glock in they pocket
But flogging like this shit a movie
I could not do it
Rather fuck on your bum and put
My kids

bring it with me
Bury me with my insecurities in hand
So at the funeral the viewers could be sure I was a man
See I've had and Ive had not
Couple broads

to you so go ahead and just choose
But In the streets just kno you gon loose
By my lonely I stood out in et rain for it
Dead homies all I took was pain