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girl alive
Or you are the greatest boy alive
But I'm here to tell you
That you're great
This is success music
Just remember, just dream
Dream as big

Compton
Turbo, I never listened to my mother
It went in one ear, and out the other
Ran my gang so undercover
Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover
I'm

Compton
Turbo, I never listened to my mother
It went in one ear, and out the other
Ran my gang so undercover
Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover
I'm

you feel it then you're spot on
Yeah I show by action cus my words make em' all wanna run

This ain't no fucking nursery rhyme
I do this all the time

It's paul.e.mac
So welcome to my jungle
Here to tell a tale
The Royal Rumble Bumble
When I'm on the mic
You know I never mumble
My words are

up we ain't found it when it's finished
You niggas steady missin you steady missin
Black 745 white on white that's rolling loud
My shawty by my side

fool
I taught the swagging teachers of your School
My OTT, Gucci Bag, Mascara, Jewels
I'm girl with Extra Spice, Indian Rice , Looking Damn nice
Wanna

- me crazy
Cause you`re the only one I need

Riding in my AMG Girl by my side (yeah)
Let me show you the world I will be your guide
Enjoy the heat,

rather be alone
But to dream we’re better off in couples
Please don't say that without me you’re nothing
I don't want none of that on my conscious
I need

she suck it, yeah, I stick it, uh
If I smoke it, yeah, I spliff it
This that Hong Kong, 745, Black Wall vibe, won't you ride with it
MR38 by my side,

paint a dream with me
You got a thing, girl, and I got mine
You know me, I'm kind of the type to lose track of time
But you're never too far behind

the only one
Oh girl you're money and you owe me some
How does it feel to be my only one
How does it feel to be the
Only one
3am, chillin' it's only us
See

Eh
Everyday on my 3D Mac
Finna get bread nigga don't see no slack
I got a shit on the wave
You already know I don't play
Niggas wonder why they late

you're so beautiful
And I want you to know
My little girl
My little my little girl
This is your world
So go explore now
My little girl
My little my little

Underground

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

an icicle?
At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son
Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious
Peeping cretons with

comes recovery

I had everything I wanted at the age of nineteen
A girl who loved me back
Killer friends and all my dreams
Asking where'd it all go
Like I

One by one like dominoes
It's either Uber Eats
Or police knocking at my door
Giving up my last resort
Can't go out like Papa Roach
Eating good dawg
We

cash but still in my genes
It could be like in my dreams
By my side you are my piece
I see our names on the screen
Let me show you what I mean
Like What

Lemme pack my bags and go
Maybe take a trip to Mexico, girl
I don't know where else to go
You dug so deep inside my bones, girl
I don't wanna hit

from Nordstrom
You'd want one of my toothbrush bristles if you could afford one
Each one's made of plutonium and signed by John Lennon
Tried to fuck your

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hello my queen
Yeah, yeah, this one's for you baby
You're my dream

Hi, it feels so alive
With you by my side
Holding me tight

earnings for the coroner
So I got me a finder's fee, your girl says you're boring her
Head so eloquent, she call herself an orator
I'm like an elephant, I

calling my name it's sweeter
Cakes with buttercream better than my dreams
More than what it seems you're sweeter
Your love's so sweet
Knocks me right off

Ride baby, ride baby 
I'm ready girl if you're down 
So take my hand on a chance  
Life's a dance come on' lets go 
Fly baby, fly baby 
You don't have