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Live and Die

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

Uh, that's right
Uh, know what it is

I remember mix-tape exclusive, no-name producers
You wasn't hot till you sold by all boosters
Run up in

to horizontal
Uncle Day Day is a new role model
Uncle Day Day is problematic
And the patriarchy is automatic
Say, I never trapped
Used to be at parties where they

Royalty

Down with Webster

iTunes Session

2011

her leaned over
So driven she don't need chauffeurs
And if you're not VIP then give up
If she's above the bar that's a chin up
And getting lit up's

the devil
This Pain & Glory
Now you witnessed the birth of a rebel
Converse on a level never seen
By a person who settles for the blind truth
I was sellin'

hidden light
Cuz your mind determines what your living like
Was working tryna get insight, distracted by forbidden sights
And parties tryna get invites

wanna feel me yeah I just might film how the night go
I air it out let the mic go
If my shawty's popping out then I might go
Drive by ain't no waiting

impossible long as I got Christ all up in my Biz
Buh charley you sick
I'm over lit
Amma preach Christ and still be the ish
Being a krife doesn't mean you

global I used to be local
I'm serving I'm mobile my trap never over
Used to be broke so I used to be sober
Now I'm rolling up back to back like a smoker

fall in lies
I know who I am, don't need controversies
Step by step, we're ready if you try

Even close niggas know what I'm doing
I hate get new niggas

Stop calling me
I don't need your sympathy
Stop warning me
I don't really care but thanks
You've never been by my side
By any mean
Starting from now

masih cerita ombak
Tinggi mana ku tak nampak
Rah!

Ramai akun lit (what?)
Show you the way biar aku lead, (jyeah)
K we legit (lesgedit)
We lead the ship

Homie picked me up
We got pulled over by the police

He gets out the car and start dumping
I ran
I mean, what
Uh, uh, uh, shit

See, I feel everything,

the hotel
But at the other party, lies you tell, uh
Finna blame me, allegedly
I might break your finger, accidentally
Blame it on me, coincidentally
Don’t

the fact
That I can get it and spit it, take this game over and flip it (flip it)
Take a look at my tracklist (yeah) Not every label can have this (yeah)
I'm

head and she might catch a soul
My temperature high but I'm steady feeling cold
Electrified by the shock frozen by the volts
My face like these niggas

n'fertere ay
Gure neper gjepa gelqere woah

Ruju prej gjarpnav n'grass
Jom tu bo lek by myself
Nashta e bleje un ni sef
Nashta e mushi ni kace
Nashta e mushi

Frat Boys [A Song by Sudden DeAth]

The Great Luke Ski

Uber Geek

And by the time the party's through I won't feel my legs
My friends are gonna bring rum to the party
Some Peach Tree Schnaaps, and gallons of Bacardy

is my thesis
Seeing you cheating creeping over my shoulder
Jeez hold my beer where's my composure
Sheesh keep forgetting that I'm sober
Sick of a life

Bun the EP that shit was as lit as burnt out candles
Making movements like I'm wearing Gandhi's sandals yeah
Yeah and I'm still the only lyrical killer

to do it how we doing today
The whole fam in the crib
The tree lit
Stole a little food a little early momma peeped it
Told me not to eat yet
Gotta set

custody
Hope the bitch die getting ran over by a fork lift
Or get shot in the face point blank with a four fifth
While you walking out the store bitch
I

complacent
Okay
I'm piss drunk
And a little high
At a party
Swallowed by a sea of all these strangers' eyes
And liters of Bacardi
So I'm sitting here

grind multiplied it by 2
I ain't get here by payin my dues
Never patient no following rules
Call me buttah the boy is so smooth
If I say it's game over

just got me dancing like I never thought I'd get it right
So let me blow those motherfucking candles right
Please walk on by my dream song won't sell
But