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nigga by the dreadlocks
kick in the door break the chains and the dead lock

Jae Millz.
ay yo i been hittin his phone and still cant get 'em
i know he

the south side see
I got hella pride
Lion
Dreadlocks climbing
(lyrics fade out)

Outro: Ershaw The Rabbi
My greatness man, I been inside studio for a long

corner store
I don’t really give a fuck about your yellow hoe
I got the green dot, bitch it might be red
I just ain’t decide yet, as long as yo ass dead

I'm taking too long 
I thought by now I'd already have a wife and kid of my own 
I be thinking to myself like damn nigga you grown 
And still ain't

don't drift away
Got a long past and I got a lot on my plate
I know sometimes I hurt little by little
Got one heart how much can i take
still I need love

To every satellite
We representin' realness
Inna this fight

Dem try fi stop we
But we nah give in
With Jah by our side
We always gonna win
In every ghetto

the devil by the horns threw him in the aqueduct
Right now I'm beating down the block like it was acting up
Call me Vincent the way I'm watching where that

SECRET INFORMATION
WRITTEN BY:	MICHAEL THOMPSON, TOMMY FARAGHER AND BILLY TRUDEL 

DANGER LIVING ON THE EDGE
IS IT SAFE IN THE EYE OF THE STORM

Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want as
Long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy please, don't take

Born II Die

Spice 1

Tales from the Hood [Original Soundtrack]

1995

be fucked in this game, I'ma psychopath
My AK, told me to shove him up some niggaz ass
I'm havin' long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
He's one

Mobb 4 Ever

Magic

Sky's the Limit

1998

motherfuckin game too long to let any nigga get the best of me
Niggas that be testin me never fulfill they destiny
Bustin for the fuck of it so run for cover

Breathing Under Water
Words and Melody by London Thompson
2020 Pure Bliss Publishing (ASCAP)

I found your lipstick under the couch
It don't  really

Thompson

Escaping nonsense!

Pop a few more drink a bit more
Until my head hit's the floor
She enters my core till my brain feelin sore
So I pop another one

Non stop. Struggling everyday just to get by 
Folks justify, as if they answer why. 
Mothers can’t sing their lullaby
Knock on wood, you’ll get

Got too many thoughts, think I've blocked writer's block
Going through some shit wanna cut my dreadlocks
Just wanna do a show and make your head rock

There's 8 million motherfuckers in this rathole 
Shaved heads, fauxhawks, dreadlocks, afros 
Eyes, empty mouths, toes, elbows, assholes 
Suits, bike

ourselves 
Drinking until we drown 
We both know it all too well 
But then I look up, what?
That can't be who it seems
Beard and hair long as any
With sandals

your shit to pull apart nun but red dots
Like Call Of Duty zombies nigga we shoot headshots
Think I'm from Florida nigga just cause I got dreadlocks

but I pray on my knees
Just for the help, not for the wealth
Just for the health to excel
Future long for some sun rays
Yeah, by the beach, my kids play

him 
Twist the nigga up boy you gon dreadlock him 
cr's Tecs n macs n .40's wasn't gon do it but he asking for it - rack the shorty - up that bitch,

I can't stop (Let's go)
It's a long road to the top (Turn me up, aye)
That's why I gotta keep going
That's why I gotta keep flowing
Look at these

like Raven
Spirit Bomb, go Super Saiyan
Then I'll hunt you down like Predator
With my dreadlocks, on the death clock
And I'll hit you up like I'm

to shove him up some niggas ass
I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
He's 1 of my best friends, bitch-ass nigga eater
& Missus Mossberg, livin'

dreadlock
Man the executioner off with his head top
Lockdown anything figure four leg lock
Blow my own Trumpet fuck it I'm red hot
Bedroom bully make a sexy