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you're feeling

I'm way up and I can't come down 
I'm free as a bird 
I'm seeing the world 
I ain't gonna let em stress me not today 
No extra weight 
Ima

Chips

Shredders

Great Hits

Ah
Could've been an animal
Could've been any number of combos of atoms though
Really
But we're here
Peace to anybody who ain't ruled by fear

Hit the Jackpot

Underground Sound Unit

The Next Chapter: Strictly Underground

1995

get
We wrote this song for 92 then remixed it for 96
As times goes by quick U.S.U. ain't do hit jackpot thick
Yo you can't win if you don't play, HEY

These rappers pussy it wouldn’t surprise me if they have been rescued by carole baskin...

You know it’s real when the rappers you idolized are now

your back, you doesn't
I oughta say bye, but it's hard
I'm like attached or something
You can't hold in no lies
I can read you acting suss
If you just

about nothing they slide anywhere
Been in the water I probably loved it more than Micheal Phelps
Thought I could do it but I can't do it all by myself
I

can't find fresher
This living water got me soaked doe
Got me fishing by the boat load
Running forward like Flo Joe
With His vision on me that's a go pro

It's Raining

The Darts

Everyone Plays Darts

1978

that now I'm alone (uh-uh-uh)
I just want to be going home (uh-uh-uh)
I wish you were by me to hold me (dede-dum-dede)
And help me pull through

Huh? Detroit raised me
Detroit, let me walk you through my city
Huh?

I used to live in Section
8 housing with my pops
My hood was the gun range
I'm

I'm having mood swings
One day I'm fine and then the next I'm on a loose please
Don't try to get in my way or think that you can pull strings
Demons

on a nigga yea I gotta panther mind
I created by a element that you know you can’t combine
I’m the realest I know and trust that that’s a fact
Everybody want

I pull up to the scene
Make yo gramma scream cuz my bars obscene
Yeah envy me
Bury me
You know that you're my enemy
By any means
I grip bag o' bud

and pull up to closed blinds
No way, in your home
Travel with me
Lay it on down
Lay it on down, lay it on down, lay it on down, when we sit by the sun
I'm

Rollin with my squadron to the crib is where we finna slide 
Beat us or just meet us when we pull up then it's in the sky
12s In the back back

high
I’m connected WiFi
My cousin Serg is doing life
I can’t wait till my life
Is big enough so when he slides
I can bring him by like
It ain’t the same

been slacking off, acting like you've been through D-day 
I be pushing limits and I did it just to be paid
Singing yah yah, yah yah yah

Man y'all be

from the city of great ones 
Where the boys pull up and you know not to say none 
Handle shit like gangsta and a gentlemen
Cus I can't take another L

the moon like ayy
Lyrics go crazy I'm like Dahmer
We ballin our way through the limelight
Lately I'm feeling like the times right
You don't gotta have

She don't know what's goodie (She don't)
Shorty loves wearing my hoodie
Nails on fleek, can't cheat, how could she?
Give her the AUX, first tune

rookies
No rappin bitch you gotta book me

I aint neva thru no flags
You aint neva zip no bag
I cant salute no badge
Switch ona glicc it a shoot so fast

Pull on my hair
Whisper in my ear
You gon fuck my shit up
Good girl for forever and ever
I know I know better
I don't give a fuck
Tryna bag a hubby

Y'all think your safe partying in a good house
Or in the woods, out
Trying to pull your wood out
Ladies I'd advise you put your melons back in
You

to a cold nigga
Feeling like a bandit
345 when we pull up in the north side
I been getting high to get by
But I know that I'm too fly, but I know that I'm too

Yellotape, homicide blockin' out the whole street
Block hella hot, they been ridin' through the whole week
Nigga I know the sign, somebody been talkin'