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in life by being a villain
If you ain't played the field, you wouldn't understand my story
All them robberies we committed back then was mandatory

the truth is out with no mould

Unaffected by basic, special qualities grow

Gratitude is my payment, I spend it all on my home

Hard work ain’t

the other way around
I wanna see you with your bad intentions sticking out for every busy body on a limb
She’s hanging out with all the wisdom and prosperity

can't even feel her limbs
Off a L she love the ang' I push the air up in her
Air it out till I bend her push up in her middle
I'm a dog but this pussy

keys in the womb 
King Midas 
In the lightest
Got sell out 
Meanwhile these rappers all sell out 
Mossbergs for air bags 
Oh do I dare brag 
About

ya hands in the air if you know love Love
You know Put ya hands in the air if you know love
Love
This make me wanna fly out to Miami
Swim to Bikini

clothes
Then you years late
That was back when cats got perms
To make there hair straight
You scared straight, I ride out
No air breaks fuck you, when I cut

guy
Uh
All she wanna do is fuck and get high
I put her legs in the air till she touching the sky
Roll up the weed and blow smoke until I'm red in

thoughts I have while I'm gone off the Henny
Love is in short supply and, no, I ain't handin' out any
My pops just had his last breath of life
Just down

here's the irony, my systems irons low
It leaks out from the engine, the iron's in my soul
A different level of energetic incredible
Air to the iron throne

longer falsify
What can I certify
When no one's got time to listen to the outcry
Dried out no water supply
How can it be love if you spy
I was looking for

the remnants of my past
Dark blue fog surrounding me
I don't know how long I will last

Air in good supply
Peering out both sides
Catching creatures out

Drama Az Usual

Threat

Drama Az Usual

the position never to be crossed out the game
Put all my trust in no man, so a bitch is out of the question
Headed for riches, gotta get it, fuck what'cha

beside you
Stop being idle
And calculate what I divide through
It's multiplied by two what I'll supply you
Come on baby let the vibe through
And let this

do, they're long after them

So let 'em, let 'em, let 'em smoke weed
We got all the air that we'll ever need
We're fresh out the cave but we still

em, never in my pivotal
Ima love Doc. given out my persciptionals
Its the principals, I'm the prince of cool, I love broads
But Im a young Don, so my

expiration 
Your love my resurrection to my respiration
In light your soul and your presence is my air 
To breathe
A blessing is what Heaven sent me in

spending all this money on these hoes, not me|Used to hump all week, in my ' computer love by roger trapman|If you see one of my immigrants, they looking

view
I can barely see you
This that deaf
I can hardly hear you
Money can't buy what they don't supply
Choppas and ganja
I need a gas mask all this weed

I'm Ridin'

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD]

2006

Snatch all the honey from your honeycomb
Now the bees keep flyin' by me
I'm on that piff, that potty
That shit, smokin' like Vladi, spendin' dough from

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

you reply
Shield me from the hate that comes in supply
From the demons dressed in disguise
The ones I show love to but treat me like I'm the bad guy

Oh My
Oh My

In the K it's zombie land block keep a dope line
Riding with the K the niggaz playn' both sides
Air out his shirt that's what I call close

be acting like we just don't care
And we gonna make love in the air

Take it in, blow it in the air
Soon we gonna be running out of air
Soon we'll be