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From the South

Paul Wall

Greatest Hits [Chopped & Screwed]

2009

[Chorus: x4]
From the South
I got the diamonds in my mouth

Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto
Holding the rap game, like wood grain

can see 

Being a school mam
Controlling promiscuity after hours
Being a school mam
Giving out detentions by the dozen
Being a school mam
Give her fifty

could live
Happily ever after
I'm feeling low
My life has been a disaster
I try to slow time
These xans go by faster
You know I can't trust
This love

Four hundred, another ninety, I’d understand if you quit
But with everyone who stays, the beauty spells Your name,
Seventy by seventy by seventy by

himself a little pistol, he might shoot it at ya
Who am I after? Anyone I gotta stick and put in my put-put pattern
Too much chatter but I get way too

When it’s all said and done and I know that you’re the one
Put you in the back or the front
Cause you know that I’ll RIDE4U
Cause you know that I’ll

And Everywhere I go
You know that, I’m surrounded by
The groupies and hoes
They fell in love with the flow
I ain’t no average Joe
I’m boutta stack it

2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by

Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

the glassy eye window of one less to passes by
Now I'm six foot four with a sick flow walk up just to recline
With no free time, the alarm storms at nine
My

Who's Sleeping

Memphis Bleek

Coming of Age

1999

niggaz but ain't really done shit
I'm loco
Tote the 4-4
Smoke L's with duck doors
Drow flow 
Blow the smoke slow 
And holler fuck hoes
It's cash and money

Fumes

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

silhouetted by the muted television and the rickety Venetians,
Between tweaks he sweeps at home depot and reads,
Mostly biblical but not cuz he believed, but

The 2-4-1's got em' started
The shot at the bar got em' buzzed
The should I swing on over with a six-pack line had her laughing right off the phone

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

The Elektra Collection: 1971-1978

2015

clay shoes 

Playing 1-4-5 chords like good news 
And cursed with skin that calls for blood 
They put their face and feet in mud 
But oh they

a chaser
And I ain't givin' credit to no one
Who ain't even try to help
So I do it on my lonely
Rather do this by myself, yeah

Ain't nobody tryna help
So I

(Intro) (0:00 - 0:20)
UDB GG C2G 
I wanna baddie, need me a baddie (4x)

(Hook) (0:20 - 0:40)
By my side (by my!) Ride or die (ride or!) Sacrifice

smash
Don't you laugh
Or you'll get caught
Caught

Caught by the collar of your shirt bitch
Pulling so hard your neck hurt bitch
You got caught by

at the gucci store
I said woah Kemosabe
Got myself hottie
Hotter then a rarri after robberies
Im sorry
I said woah Kemosabe
4 seasons at the lobby
Vlone like I'm

and thin
Like ice, or a crystal ball
And your smile, exhausted grin
Like stove's heat after a long haul
Our city was once linked by phone booths
Now

A father, a woman, a man, a son
Four souls who claim that they're all in love
Surrounded by golden beaches
Listening to Bamboleo on repeat

and the beer don’t sweat
Bout’ a quarter mile off the highway
Happy hour starts at 4:58, on

Chorus	
Friday in my driveway
Slip in on the downhill slide day
3

Or the night after that
So done having ya back
And when I'm crossing your mind
Don't ask me to come back
Cause I'm done with ya
So done with it, oh
You carry

New phone

Who dis

Baby who you calling

I go dumb retarded

At the after party

We lit

Too lit

I can’t feel my body

Like a alcoholic

Like

and Jane got into change 
Jane left the Village after the war 
Jack stuck around to ride his rising star 
Jack worships Janey from afar 
Jack had a dream

your spot till after hours 
When we get our place 
We get lit in the shower 
Wait I’m saying too much for the public eye
You know I’d stay by your side