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throw him in a ditch (Skrr)
I ain't gonna stress, especially 'bout no bitch (Yeah, yeah, ayy, skrr, yeah)
Glock on my waist and I gotta itch
I spit on his

many times MTV ran
That footage again
Cause it got them more ratings? You know how
Many times they announced Taylor was
Gonna give me the award
Cause it

you tell 'em?)
We stack that bread yeah, yeahhhh
And we don't fuck around with haters or no hoes no more
(fuck around... whassup Abraham?) Get up out

Otherside/Otherside (Outro)

Flesh-N-Bone

Chapter II: Family Reunion

1998

blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine

I wanna be a hero
I gotta be a hero
A black super hero
A black super hero
I wanna be a hero(Bruce Wayne ain't got nothing on me)
I gotta be

Can’t find a better one

[Hook]

I don’t wanna waste my time
I ain’t gonna waste my pain no more
I’m bleeding for the world
I’m kicking jams like Pearl

One, Two, three, four, yeah, man, gimme more

Been around the world once, and I'm still going Serving up a line, no coke, man, even
Though I'm dope It's

These hoes not gonna get me no more

the one piece
Look at my wrist
You all be dead by half past two on my time piece
Get chefed in the night Ting
No Bruce Wayne but mans get Robin
Mans down

They can try
Come and find
Warning time
Over
I'm a ride
You gonna die
Homicidal
Soldier
Play time
Been over
I'm fucked up sober
Ain't listen now
How

and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall

the four-four
open his chest with the full metal jacket
and put that nigga to rest
I ain't gonna fuck around and play the silly shit
my bullets have no name
so

Idlewild Blues

OutKast

Friday Night Lights

2007

Whatever hue is what we gonna do
We gon' play until you feel happy
'Til there ain't no more blues

Doo doodoo doo
Doo doodoo
Doo doodoo doo
Doo doodoo

to being broke now
For the ones in our circle that we hold down
Keep the squares over there by the broke crowns
No face paint shorty we don't do clowns

on Rodeo (Skrrt)
The Wang ain't cheap, cop more yayo
Beat face Presi on the yard
Soon as the fucking doors pop, stab a guard
Beamer i9 with wire guts (Skrrt)

money with de gang got cocaines
I aint looking at it,its lil wayne
I got all that rack in my estate
I got many racks call me drey
Big with a slide
Hot

Struggle
No more struggle
No more struggle
Rise above em
Rise
Rise above em
Rise above em
Rise
I'm not gonna let nobody
Tear my heart outThat ain't me
Don't

choppa sing
Call me young Pentium with no heatsink, yuh
They leg-locked my van up down by Kurt's angle
Worst thing, tho
That your music more generic than

dude, thinkin' I won't kill you
Because I'm a friendly dude? Judge a book by its cover
That's sum' you should never do, ain't no typo, but my TEC's gon'

the four-four
Open his chest with the full metal jacket
And put that nigga to rest
I ain't gonna fuck around and play the silly shit
My bullets have no name
So

the shit on the bathroom floor
Used to sell fake crack or soap
They don't make soap like that no more
You live by the gavel or by the gun
Find out you tattle

backwards But I ain't no acrobatic baby
I want you closer
You're still in my head
My mind is torture i thought that by now
We'd be more important
You're what

recording, you may hang up or press 1 for more options"

Ayo, turn my headphones up
I ain't tryna hear myself think
Do this shit in one take
I ain't got no

this ain't no disguise
No need to worry when I'm on the line
No need to worry with you by side
You know I got this regardless tho right
I'm always ready