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regardless, I don't give a fuck
So, I'm giving you this and I'm giving you that
Spitting facts while up in my act
Not at the club, at home with my cats
Watching

by the wayside. Life ain't fair, better hang tight
It's hard to see reflection from the brake lights. Gotta look where your eyes won't stare
Life is

up at school in my book satch 
I'll give you somethin’ to look at 
Yo shit unleaded this good gas 
Hit da dope wit’ acetone make ‘em comeback 
I'm

nomads, travel the region and take land
Invasion, rebel assault, the white man
Plague spread across the world, by war camps
My mind, a torch, light up, like

showed me how to fly
Said fuck that shit
Imma do this by myself
When I step up to the mic
Everything is way better
When I'm crusin late at night
Everythin

Concentrate

Swollen Members

Heavy [Limited Edition Bonus DVD]

2003

seen it
You're barking up the wrong tree dog I mean it
My whole team fienin' to fight and fuck
50 of us roll up in the club like what
Everyone ain't

cutting ties, trying to touch the sky Seeing through black and whites, getting killed
Just from speaking on what's real Politics mixed up with dimwits

the white folks I won't shuck and jive
People like me it’s too hard to find I’m guess I’m
Truly unique
It’s only one of me in these streets boy
I got my honor

Laid Way Back

Webbie

Welcome Home Pimp C: Trill Of Trill

2006

back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

Man I live up in B.R, I'ma die up in B.R
I got shit to do today

teeming shore
Fuck you pay me
Now lift that lamp to the golden door

My father was beat by the R.I.P.D 
For out running the law in a Ford model GT
Behind

to Club Attica, he thought he was a lil' tough
Just like my pants, I do not damn cuff
Beat up that pussy, she lookin' real rough

I ain't gon' rep DB no

the company lot
Aye, look, West told me chill, but I know where the nigga live
Like Soprano, niggas tie you up, right in that little crib
Get the tape, then

you wanna relapse
On the figure, on the hourglass
You wanna wake up next me
Oh he really really want me in a white dress
Want me at the altar
Wanna

now that I've experienced it in a club tour
But it was fucking hard to do it
How did you get out of it
I think I know

Actually, I think I know how

Put Tha House on It

8Ball

Lost [Chopped & Screwed]

1998

Killas with they facemask, tryin' to get my safe cash
If I catch 'em should I blast, nigga?
Hell yeah
Cause if they catch me up in they shit, I'ma dead man

Embarrassed
How we ended
Not hopeful we'll be rekindling
This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen
Though it’s hard to tell by my actions (yea, it’s hard

myself with a white belt for the dark I'm appalled
A carousel was in hell until I caught a glimpse of love
Seven steps down slithering my way back up oh
I

to the tunes
You don't want to come for me, leave you 2D like cartoons
Stand in my way and I push you over like monsoons
I'm sitting right now on a white beach

grew up livin' in the Hood
It was always bad, it was never good
I couldn't even hardly go outside
Where we heard gunshots, we had to hide
Not like we

I grew up in St louis dirty 314
It was nothing
I was accustomed to see one go
In that high rise building on that 14th floor
With them broke elevators

Saturday and he said
"If you qualify by running 100 miles
Or less in 24 hours
I will consider you in my race"

I signed up for this race
It was called "The

girl in second grade when she smile it made me nervous
Thought I'd tell her how I feel
I couldn't muscle up the courage
As the years went along my little

call it in and you gone touch the floor
An overload, he ain't a CPU, but froze up, get him gone
Pink runts and lava cake, we really having all the loads

armageddon prepping
You were up in the club
It's my turn for fun
You can run but I told you so

As the dead come to call
And the darkness descends
At the end