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Let the world know we mean business 
Won't stop till the ministry finished 
Stay strapped up with the Word till I reload
Never sell my soul when I'm

Runaway

X

Live at the Civic 1979

2001

[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like

Forever earnin' pa i spit this shit for all
My people that's gone
Whether they locked up or dead
I bring 'em life in this song
Back in the world with me

with this sheer gift, and so I'm here to share it
I swear it, fuck money, so go ahead and copy this album
Don't sell it, give it your friends for free,

The world lost something when I accepted my evil
And said "It's fine should this star stop short of the zenith," that I give
Plenty of effort—more

the world Panasonic, shits making me energized
Make your bodies look like art class, like this a genocide
My toolie I'm bussin' it
Your bitch just be sucking

acting like a bitch?
Don’t he know that I’m the shit? (He don’t know)
Got your dream girl sitting on my dick
‘Cause she know that I’m the shit
Look, Vaughn

on the loose
And he look a little something like you

Welcome to the world let me tell you 'bout a sleuth
Gotta travel 'round the world cause he looking for

selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being

me and get to the big homie
I'm bout to max her card out to the limit
I ain't got a big house like (Twisted)
I ain't dropped a big album like (Twisted)

and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its

so let me switch gears

By the age of ten I wanted to pretend
I could tour around the world in our family minivan
By eleven, now my bedtime wasn’t

at mang?
I drop my first album and then D-Day came
Step out my car
Raised the bar that CD: "Pdank"
Back when rap night was hosted by DJ Shade
Took guys by

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

sent by the great and I swore I would fuckin' protect it

This a killshot, everybody knows it
I'm comin', I'm makin' noise
But they actin' like they

Does he feel it deep within
Do we feel it deep within
The sense of duality
Do I feel it deep within
Now I'm feeling lower than my self esteem
My soul

by you weaklings, such nerve
Such gall valoran at my hand? Now
That's thinking too small
Imagine if you will a small nexus of worlds
As they curl

tell me what you really think
Y’all ain’t gon really feel me, I mean you’ll hear what I’m saying, you won’t really feel me
Imagination in the world they

it's a sin
And it's the only world I've ever known
Look, if they clutching they chrome
He got hit in his dome
Now he laying six under his stone
And now

sounds
Tried to Alley Oop
Who I'm passing it to
One against a million so they laughing at dude
They prefer the world and not grabbing the fruit
Believing

If I Die

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents Best of Suavehouse Vol. 2

2001

a sense I guess my homeboy will live again
In the eyes of his seed forever dad
No one to call on when momma is doing bad
Mad at the world for the pain he

win
Boo-hoo, someone grab the violins
Every time I try a ting, top bins like Haile when he sings
So of course they don't like me, I'm the king

powerless​
Fought through fits of cowardice
No diet is staple without Vince
Curry some of my favorite
But I still wonder can he Kenny beat my expectations?

lord! He's so good! Who is this kid?"
In their playlists, my songs are the linchpins
They all beg for my album for Christmas, uh
Yeah my beats are