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collar commercials where diamonds become forever
Tears in the same soil they toiled to light they neck up
We are everything they have, it's impossible

got yo back)
When you finally start to come up nigga, they gone hate on that, (they gone hate on that)
Gang gone try to find a way to snake you stab in

To work in the plantations from Ken-Sea to Ken-Sea

They called it from Ken-Sea to Ken-Sea
Because when they woke up in the morning
They could not see

of the best in the city
White Mic, Nathan C, Marvin Upshaw, Short Shane (rest in peace)
Dean Lucas, Dj LooneyTunes, Mark Mirage, and Knucklehead
Who you

My Strategy

Mr. Shadow

Boxset

2009

[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa

[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out

[Mr. Lil One]
For all your

tearing strongholds till that hour 11
When the Lord come and he crack the sky man I'll be alive chilling up in heaven (Going)
I be on my shoe game, pick me

MOVE. And we moved!
We flashed past the mysterious white signs in the night somewhere in New Jersey that say SOUTH (with an arrow) and WEST (with

Satan preys on our differences
Lay out them sentences, and it's false imprisonment
'Cause my niggas be innocent
And in a sense, real art is timeless
So by

Way too much pride, now I'm up in the club
Looking for somethin' that's already given 
But blamin' you for it, my ego diminished
Another bottle

flopped, ah,
Homie, back the heck up, 
I'm in Yeshua gym getting jacked the heck up,
I'll never let him past me,
The hood still nasty,
The new scope could

a bed
With a bullet in the way
That click your spine and now you crying
Cause you realize
That your dick, can't even get hard
I'm just letting you

Verbal Milk

X Clan

The Best of X Clan

2012

and cosmic, are not an extension
Now many many gather and they say, "Bro J;
tell me the direction of the crossroad way"
Up on the down stroke, valley in

her tap out
Let's forget about the bygones
I brighten up a club, there's no need to turn the lights on
Front door? I got in through the side one

in my scope)
Girl white like coke, cold white, no snow
Let the pack burn slow
I can feel it in my bones
Cut my vein, bleeding red, bloodied up my bed
I

give it time, I'll be they favorite celebrity
House up in the hills, Calabasas not Beverly
I ain't close but I ain't far, that's what they telling me
My

for music and rap…
Put myself up on the map…
12-hour sessions just grinding in front of my mac…
Tell me what you know bout that…
That is the reason why

I mean, I like to serve ya
Crackers eatin' at your hand, how the white could turn ya
How your life could turn in circles, but you ain't moved
I

like that
Dont tell me that you love me
Cause I'll lie right back
I'm chasing white lines
Just to pass time
Rollin woods in the backseat
Till the day

the same clique
And my circle is small like a Cheerio
Bitch, I'm Lil Backdoor
I'm the trap and I count up these racks
Though i'm drippin' Off White
Never had

up in no drama (No drama)
I done ran into my karma (I done ran)
Said you'd take a bullet, told me you would die for me
I had a really bad feeling,

poles
Devil grabbing for my soul, nigga, I ain't letting go
I ran it up by myself, nigga, I got my own connect
I ain't never joined no gang, nigga, I

with me
So many flavors, I had a white boy plug
You used to count four-hundred fiftys and dubs
Leave my chopper by the grace of God
Stampin' in

of a dothead and a wetback
Born and raised in Texas, but feeling like an ex-pat
I might make your white dad's neck snap
Cuz mama won't expect that (Yeah)

your rain down by me
I break down to my knees
I need some answers please
Oh I

Ok I'm coming back to murder them 
I'm planning on me
Got the rain pouring