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though, cuz you’re chicken shit
I swear I used to give a shit, but I done gave em all away
Unlike my guns, fuck it all I’m saying is


I remember once upon

drive the car, I'm tryna blick that nigga first
He got kids, I don't give no fuck, I'm tryna leave that nigga hurt
You playin' around with the devil, I

way since a kid

Born with the guilt, I don't know what I did
I spent half my life just finding a place to live
Only to turn around to comfort, yeah
You

and we gon leave you toothlesss
You know by now that's how we fucking do this
Pull up on the kid gon be a situation
We hate on your squad like the aryan

better company
Kids is in my custody
And we ballin out like it's summer league
Yeah nigga my A1 since day one
We about to treat this muthafucka like game

crucified
You wouldn’t give me a chance if I let you decide
You always think it’s a game until the rules denied
On my way to my destiny I’m just cruising by
I

E&A Day

Eyedea & Abilities

E&A

2004

served
On top of that, all your friends know my words
I accomplished more than you will in your whole life by the time I was eighteen
Never workin' a 9

I knew this song by that crew Mobb Deep
So I used it, my brother produced it, new shit
Set me up so I could flow like a cruise ship
And tell this

to turn 'em into soup
Or you can pour a little boiled water on 'em, turn 'em into a tea
Well that's totally fine by me

Just as long as you get Wild Food
I

give em hell
Before they take me to heaven yeah
And for the wealth
All these niggas want handouts
I had to take my handout, and get it myself
Been a man

Hitchhiking in the desert
Summer's passed us by
But they say 
35 today 
And we're all gonna fry 

Where's my sombrero? 
Pass it over here
Gives me

dotson , one by one, they gettin' dropped
You not feelin' the abortion, it's okay, you gettin' blocked
Yo, bitch, nice as hell, she let my dick rest in her

still fly
Toyer you should buy a plane ticket to get by
The flows are many though the punches are Pacquiao
This is for my real ones just began here we go

Do u feel it tho. I'm just out here livin tho.
Rack so big made my fingers numb, I can't even feel em tho.
You Niggas don't know what I be on.
Green

stressed and then I
Cope by blazing it up
I get lazy then my friends say I'm hanging em up
I can't do both I'm not king of the pub
I stay winning winning

what's a goat nigga to a city of gold nigga?
Where we call 'em out by their first names, you just know 'em as gold diggers
And the kid that got you just

inside my jeans 
Ima rebel with a hell of a cause and no stop signs 
The kind of lines to burn your hands like a pot pie 
Make you choke on em and burn

the youth in the watch

Fresh as hell, white tee's, just sittin' up in my closet
Why you really braggin', but none of you even bought it
I'm the main topic,

really know Tuco.
They move foul when I'm moving to you
so my free throw easy like Giannis

I been leaning on you, yeah
I keep you right here by my side

tough
Cause I sure as hell ain't trying to raise my kids fucked up
I stay adding fuel to my fire, it's every day
Your desires of getting laid, get admired

don't give your man's a hand out I guess you're fake as fuck
You broke as hell from looking at your hands you have no paper cuts
I seen a grown man turn

can’t give up the recipe
Silently paddling the waters of cherokee
Or maybe out in woods of Panther Creek
Tall trees by the lake that’s my therapy
Birds

Batterram

DJ Revolution

Class of 85

2005

makin it hard
And by the time they get in-to your pad
You done flushed it down the toilet and now they're mad
And so they're mad as hell and take you

No More

Flipsyde

We the People

2005

and the thugs 
To my prayers and hope that he hears it 
Little kids in the street 
Never sleep never eat 
Carry burdens of their mommas' and the papas'