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a bore, Let's let em all know we ain't playin no more
Line em all up and then show them the door no need for encores

I checked in the game just to even

to say
Where the Rez at? I got something to say 

E-A-L-Y
I turn the E to a 3 I'm shooting from the line
You missing all your shots there must be something

never leave you alone
I know I'm man enough to say it, so you blush it's true
In your mind it's the perfect fit for someone line you
And we can go toe

I'm the dondada
I'm only talking shit cause boy I know the flow hotter
And niggas writing basic shit cause they be close minded
Bars poke a nigga in

ya' 'bout ya' self
Then cut ya' off
Then you say I'm trippin'
Don't be all in my business
Ain't worried 'bout you
Ya' steady callin'
But I'm Vibin'
With

what I possess can top the rest
I am probably next cuz I'm option x in the metropolis
I'll attend the fest then I'll digest what not compressed
Spit it

goes for anyone else who wants to come my way and fuck around
I’ll make u disappear without a trace I can be the turtle in this mother fucking race

In the dark with no flashlight
That's if I'm out your life
You'll be lookin' for me
Goin out your way to find your bae
Have you lookin', lookin' for me

That you are different 
You're in a different league

Still gonna miss your heartbeat 
Laying next to me 
And when this morning came 
I didn't want

digital to be moving in analog
I give you gifts within my rapping... Santa Claus
I'm damn appalled
Niggas can't applaud
Diamonds on me changing different

the Feds raid, cuz flush that shit in time
Shawty in the back seat was drinkin when we ride
Young and reckless that's the jit, everything on the line

me fly,
moving closer to the end
We'll meet again in heaven
Don't you know,
I'll be by your side forever
You and I
walk this path hand in hand
I know

help in the middle of the night
Spittin more now, cause smoking made me cough
Body looking like it was painted by Van Gogh
More tunes like this and I'll

to play my song
Tryna move right but they always get me wrong
By the time they get me right i that i be long gone
Coming for you next if you owe me some

of lemonade 
Realized that life sour sometimes
Been focused so no wonder 
I write powerful lines 
This conduit beyond music
Poetry in motion 
I begin

lettin' no hoes in my ear
Cause I can't hear doubt, can't see fear
About to jump to the top, it's a leap year
I be all in Miami like P. Diddy
And when I'm

Cookin up to just ta feed my lust
For a label that's fabeled to show and trust
The work i put in for us will be enough to thrust my partnas to a spot
We'll

line by line in the bathroom stall 
Dead sprinting at a wall then hit the last second pole vault
Even if it this doesn't mean shit to anyone else 
It

stepping in my shadow
More make-up, I`m blushing on the inside
I`ve got now my own line,
Non-toxic plastic limbs

Smiling, and the world`s come to hear my

with me
Remember I was working there was no one that believed in me
It seems to be they got amnesia now they wanna seat with me
But now I'm coming up

Lost

Cali Life Style

South Side Stories, Vol. 2

2004

what the hell we gonna do Santa Maria S.M.V.P scooped up jay bird ray ray and the C.U.Z I got my cuzzin buzzen in the back chronic smoke hot box full

Better come ready next time or thats it
Yo bitch gettin hit by da team n da clique
How do i taste man i dripped in yo bitch
Doggin yo chick and I threw her

forget the game?
You a devil in a Royal blue dress
Begging for attention acting like a fiend
Pussy so good she could snatch a nigga soul
But she don't want

Its the next morning
Anxiety is forming
Sleep is haunting me
Feel the skin crawling inside of me
Feeling of burning causing sweat to be pouring