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me and my medicine
High off Excedrin
Luck spit better than half you veterans
In a hundred degree whether she got leather skin
Never deal with problems

better by myself
Why this bitch really think she perfect
High maintenance smoke in red bottoms
She want Runtz and want Gelato
She look good she my lil

the shits
Im still young and ignorant
Out and the open everyday posted and my days off was delivering
Niggas be slithering I'm moving militant how can I not ?

know my brother knocked off one he did some real shit
Too much can happen in a second we gone deal with it
We all do dirt but I know when I'm round some

Look at how fast they run, uh
My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
That's game over done, uh

Whole bunch of hoes and shit whole clique
No town havin'

every day could be just like today.I lit a fire to take off the chill
Watched the news until I'd had my fill
Then pondered over that list of honey

alone
I got my shirt off none but my Rollie on
And ill never tell ya who done put me on
I'm out that Southside Checked and verified
Where niggas smoke

by my tummy
For who wan come take shit from me
I move chow cuz I know pot heads and this shit I got so funky
Bro sell Js cuz he connected folks move

thoughts that they never woulda heard
They would promise to inflate me like the federal reserve
Word, better keep your head up on a swerve
Claim you fly boy

keep my eyes off of you for days
You were just too perfect
From head to toes and waist
Its funny how I fell for you
Without knowing your name
Everyone

must be ringing from another shot a guess
Do you feel better to get it off your chest?

And I want you
To be my rock
To be my rock
To be my rock

Who

off them clothes 
With mild assistance 
Ease of access 
Close the distance 
Lemme get your address 
Head on over 
Cause I feel the red dress 
We made

her head right off

More bloodshed is needed
So that I can be treated
To a feast of blood and carnage
Necrophilia is my weakness

More bloodshed is

As the Years Go Passing By

Bill Sims

Bill Sims

1999

I die 
Till the day I die 
Till the day I die 
Till the day I die 
Till the day I am dead
Till the day that they rest my head
Till the day I die

As the Years Go Passing By

George Thorogood & the Destroyers

Bad to the Bone

1982

I die 
Till the day I die 
Till the day I die 
Till the day I die 
Till the day I am dead
Till the day that they rest my head
Till the day I die

Don't show no concern
Issa stain on my fit
I'm shaking my head on you niggas
My locs move like issa whip
Swiper, I'm swiping
You better hold close to your

Can’t handle truth, it’s just the first chapter
I’m a disaster
Got no masters, holding my masters over my head
 No label fuck that I’ll make my own bed

Puffy & Mase
Juelz & Cam
Miles Davis and Sam
They slept on us like a futon
Now we all over the green like a crouton
Smelling my own shit 
Head bigger than

forms and destroy all within close range
Blow my head off with my brain
Mouths been like a face grenade
My place is always the same
Taking a break

This that-this that Nino Valdez with a little less bread, no tattoos on my head
No nah, no this that-this that Zaid before the dreads
I thank

balling, heads turn, woah
None y'all, messing, with this, flow
Merch shop, all in, it's gon, go
Can't stop, woah, can't stop, woah
Ay, all my homies say,

a spanking
Walk through the storm by myself before I get somebody wet with me
Put a finger in my business and it get drenched, now you wet, Willie
I don't come

she forgot other boys
its over you better start buying the toys
there was no intention in front of your wife
that she knows this that she's ending your

something crazy
Everybody wanted to know what I would do if I didn't win
I guess we'll never know
Inspired by one of my friends think they mans can lock me
No