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like say a, Busta Rhymes But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times Times that by my
It's ninety-three degrees, And the radio says a storm front's movin' in Sure is hot There's a double feature down at the Fox, But everybody's
alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2 Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true Like there the god go in his Murcielago From working
that, me? I make mills off that How the fuck can't y'all see I ride, when I drive, down the block and You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter
the evil lives Post traumatic stress, PTSD If you from the hood then you just like me Niggas kick in your door for a PS3 How the fuck do you expect me to be
falling down like pieces into place And I can picture it after all these days And I know it's long gone and That magic's not here no more And I might be
when I die, straight down, but I'm plottin' We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten? I'm a leave a mark, and it won't be the mark of the devil
the evil lives Post traumatic stress, PTSD If you from the hood then you just like me Niggas kick in your door for a PS3 How the fuck do you expect me to be
The perfume that she wore was from some little store On the down side of town But it lingered on long after she'd gone I remember it well
if I call him on the telephone And tell him that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear him [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my
call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her (knock, knock, knock, knock) on my door
Bruno Brown bag full of cash, baby, MCM When they ask me my name, I tell 'em MC him Straight up I'm so turnt wheeling in a two door with Two hoes that
if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her on my door In the evening when
you love me, yeah Real poverty in my hood and That street shit I love, nigga See me soldiered down and I'm good I wish you motherfuckin' would I wish
off-white Lexus Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with
call her on the telephone Tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her on my door In the evening when the sun goes
said (alright) And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah) Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga) Get it right I'm a soldier
With my hood on and my windows down Ask your girl I'm the realest nigga she been around When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
And the wolves yelled (oww) with 6 x 9's rockin I remember the doors, I remember live aid And I remember every year jerry lewis god paid I remember shit live
down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you your momma and your cousin, too Rolling down the strip on Vogues Coming up,
what she meant When she said she got lonesome by herself She kept callin' to me and I thought Well since her mama's gone I'll go up and talk to her
women using children to live on When I hurt and try to hate cause she knows the thrill is gone Say man I stop smokin' with haters back in 94 But
planned to do her any harm So, look here I put her on the back of my bike And-a we went riding Down by old man Johnson's farm I said now, overcast
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