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blew all of your chances like you roll crip out here
If skills was something that came with a price tag
Sure these wack drug dealers would end nice fast

dealer and he make a couple figures
He may be your plug for drugs but I'm your plug for love
Sipping on this drink I put my feelings in a cup
This is my

down the wrong road, now I'm in this song hoe
Not a drug trapper like the fur trade with fentanyl
But I have seen some shit with needle marks and coke

was supplied, what the junkies was buying
Grandma worry, cause she knew them drug dealers was dying
Right on Clifford and Portland, support nigga who

Your Gov't Loves You

Future Leaders of the World

LVL IV [Clean]

2004

I do's my fault 
'Cause I'm a victim of sobriety in 50 states on drugs 

For every act of love I attack assault 
Yeah I destruct because I'm

agendas
Of another mission complete
By keeping more drug dealers in business
Even if this is only for a time at least
It speaks of gun crime on the increase

the Glock in Lil' Bro hand, told him ain't right at his face
I travel different states, these women wanna know how I taste
I take drugs at faster pace, so I'm

Pusherman '95

Nemesis

Tha People Want Bass

1995

brothers is dyin, some brothers gettin rich
Callin theyself 9-5 crack dealer pimp
Ain't that a trip, that's how I thought, fool
Lookin at these young bucks I

throng
You're the melody that runs through my mind
Together
We create a love that's one of a kind

Baby
Oh baby
You're my sunshine in the rain
You bring

was on
A drug-induced future that slipped out of her palms
Seductive rain dancer, she thinks I'm waterproof
Like Superman doesn't need a roof over his

wit two drug dealers
Time to reevaluate what’s important in life
Ya see cause I was getting down because support wasn’t right
Ya see everybody in love

blowing her nose
The theme song will not be
Written by Jim Webb
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell
Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdinck

a thug
By any means I'm tryna feed
A whole team of people that I really love
Ima hustla not a thug
Ima hustla not a thug
Black business man and the plan

in my head
Love is drug that I can't seem to get enough
Her love is powerful, only one I wanna cuff
I wanna hit the road but will you come with me

contacts
I got the midas touch
Shorty bad so we might have fucked
Poppin hard in the inner city
I got drug dealers and some killers near me
I'm a good child

Why you always making these sad songs?
I'm so cursed by unfair problems
Maybe everything I do is all wrong
It's a wonder why anyone would love them

of a broken house 
I ain't mad at that 
Didn't know chaos and drugs was your habitat 
Sanity you'd do anything to have it back
Just wanted somebody who had your

the system
Who never knew their father, never learned to dream
But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends
For single mothers that's forced

Yet within his group it's very couth at the least
Swell in tune with the movements of beasts
In the dark age he was unfazed by the new waves

of
Contraceptives and spermicides
I'm shamefully and terribly sorry
I probably would have cleaned up my act if I was
Really in love with Charlotte, but I wasn't

why that nigga off the drugs
I guess for all this pain, we take painkillers
He want a car to run it over, hit the range dealer
Since 2020, shit just

a nigga try to do right
So I write out my wrongs
Poetry became songs 
Said I's never do drugs
Now I'm on a tab 
Then I'm smoking up
No more contemplating

a son of a drug dealer
Go get her
Created thru dope Negus
Road trippers
Chasing them gold figures
Dead presidents and
Gun triggers
The system making us

to control
From wires tapped to the drugs that numb
They blurred the lines 'til your mind's gone dumb
Hidden files locked away sealed by the state
But