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Most living the life that I'm living
Is driven by money and women
But you're all I ever need
Girl that's a given, feel me
Now sick as fuck just heal

Rodeo
Written By: Jessica Clarke


Intro:

Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da dada da dada da da
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da

up in the morning got raped by bill bill cosley the first god damn what the fuck has happened to me? Losing my mind every single goddamn day. I hope

(ooo)
All my bitches tens, but YOU got Sarah Jessica Parkers (ooo)
Yo music like a bus, and you damn near crashed, so you should park it
If I'm really not

Without a Doubt

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

than Jessica and Miguel
Now if you're peeps of the Sheep then we'll let you in
But if you didn't buy my album then you're not my friend
I recommend you

no one you know that loves you, just know that... well I do
You're special
You matter
If not to everybody, then at least to me

I love you

can't believe I let the good Niggas pass me by 
We had our differences her Name was Monica
She came between us like a Referee to wrestlers
My bae

yo pajamas
I'll wake at the top, my music is raw
You hating on me cuz your music is not
I'll put you down, yea you and all of your dogs
I'm benching

"Wait! How come you never told me you were gay?"
I'm like, "I don't know, you never asked me
You're not like, 'Hey, I'm straight' when you meet someone

The Crush

Vast Aire

Dueces Wild

2008

hate on me Pa, I got pimp designs

[Chorus]


Pink cookies in a plastic bag getting crushed by the empire states
Come on baby why wait
Let's make

parents get hurt or something
No
Did Jessica maybe dump him
No
Maybe that's just his way of getting by for the time being
Maybe that's just his way to make

at them, thinkin' that should BE ME
The game and myself is like Jessica and Nick, 'bout to leave
The folks thought we'd never ever split
Try to work through

I'm usually not the jealous type
Alright, i guess I'm gonna let it be
Cause I can feel the rage inside
It's starting to get the best of me

In

My villain arc starts now It's time I settle the score 
Melt through fondu on a cruel mood for 
Any boar who crossed me I cook they ass like pork 
So

wasn't living Listen
I fell asleep at the wheel
When I woke up I didn't know how to feel
The passenger was a Jessica Beil and she was trying not to cry
But

Gumbo

JT the Bigga Figga

Best of the Rompalation

2005

so 

We hit the strip from San Jose, to Vallejo 

Make more scrilla by the mouth piece 

Non-talking niggas don't know shit about me 

Ignore

anything up as
Low as Nicole Arbour
Not even me when I'm dissing my own father
Or asking, "Where's your certificate
Obama?" oh, MC Lars
Your tracks are like

It almost feels like this is kind of
My happy ending i think at some
Point, everyone comes to the realization that
They're running out of time so
Me

noggin
Wonderin' why God would even let this tragedy happen
Losin' some loved ones, or people that you've never met
I've heard both sides, so let me speak