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something left unsaid
cnd as if by grand design there was static, it went dead

Yes, the truth is a bitter runner
10, 9, 6, 5, 4, 3, go
You can only ever

cause these nigga hate
Like fuck that
Niggas get up close I might just clutch that
Henny got me dancing by myself like I ain't kno that
And these pussy

sitting on a goldmine
Runners made in Paris
With more spikes than porcupines
I been working Overtime
Plus I can get you clipped
While I sit on the beach

left my nose running
I rock Balenciaga boots just in case I step all on something
Nigga did his background check on my motherfucking life
He think he

I'm cold blooded old hunnids I still fold 'em
Peel onions bake pies we brick oven
Taught game home schooled by old gunners
Black Gods, Ansars

it and rock and roll
I'm just tryin get money and take stroll
Ona beach with some weed and a hundred hoes
Put that bitch on lock like a figure 4
Got

4:30AM AND I'M UP AGAIN
I-65 ROLL AGAINST THE WIND
GASSED UP AND HEADED SOUTHBOUND
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN NASHVILLE AND WARTOWN
I DREAMED OF SKYLINES

we hot like two 4-5th with gold clips
Ain't none of y'all fuckin' with this
It's hopeless malice on that raw Shawshank
Cut your throat shit

This is

The Other Side

Jay Rock

Redemption

2018

90059, we them zip holders
Brick runners, real hunters, Cosa Nostra
Got dope for your nostrils too
First parking lot, three doors down (we got

I was always a lonely boy
I hid little toys in my pockets
Friends to help me through the heartache
I never acted like a boy
All boys were cruel

bout pain we lost 4 in 1 summer i told big bro man watch my top then hopped out he a runner cant trust a bitch they all the same only worried bout self

There's five lanes, five bad brothers
Gonna migrate on your highway
Runners of gaming, at nine AM to the pavement
I'm on the new town by noon
The road is

Vital Nerve

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

interactive; go open carsnatchin'.
CoFlow, by all means necessary, packin' rhymes is automatic.
Check the barrel circumference; who done it?  Confirm it;

the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah

By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy

Swiping left, swiping right don’t do me no help
So I’m Netflix and chilling all by myself
That’s just the hand I’ve been dealt

I need a whiskey or two

like you stuck
Between a rock and a hard place
My life been nothing but drugs Losses paranoia and heartbreak
Black holes and dark space
Expensive drugs

like a C-section
Reppin self, still rising outta C-section
Niggas whole life runners
So I don't stress it
It's go time
Cop, and flip the rock when we

Coast to Coast Gangstas

Sauce Money

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

inquire from a few niggas
'cause bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas
Get a grip, dead four-fifth in the hip
Slip, never picture me

and hect
Rest in peace from the ill rock vet, time to get right

[chorus 4x]

[break]
(shaolin zoo) '94
(shaolin zoo) shaolin soldiers goin to war
(shaolin

For My Thugs

Funkmaster Flex

The Tunnel

1999

this one for my thugs

Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,

power
A lot of energy huh last four hours
Oh J Cole, baby High for hours
Give me that power girl
I want your power
Give me that power girl
I need that

on my cuffs
Crush em up like snuff
While pourin whisky in my cup
Ive had enough of
Look at me as a runner up
Now Im comin up
On my lonely by my lonely wit

He's now four he's getting old
But he don't know the things that go
All he knows is Tonka Trucks and between.
So stay off the hard stuff this time
Stay

There's a rock n roll show at the harbor tonight
I have cash for two, a bottle of booze
c bag of dope for a little hope
Tied up by the tire swing