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down/15 
Ima weigh it all by the stack and the pounds now/16
I don’t want a rollie on my wrist ima put it in my mas house/17
Put it in my pas house/18
When

ya back on the wall
And the judge make you stand by he want you too fall
So DAMN tell me now how could this BE
It’s crazy ya freedom it ain’t really

No game boy I’m too advanced
I’m chillin with a chick who got her titties all enhanced
You know I’m getting money by the way, of my stance
On the road

Don't say my name unless you prayin' for me Fuck out my face like you my friend when the
Whole time you just been prayin' on me Watch how you prayin'

syllabus
Momma said, Don't you apologize for your intellect
You're destined for excellence, so I started to silhouette
N' study the legends of this industry

the stairway that leads to the hall
Stares like Michelangelo's "Entombment" by the wall
You try to light a candle but she blows it out before
She hop into your

Down South

Mista Madd

Can I Live? [Clean]

2000

[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do

when I'm going through withdrawals
And the vocal booth calls and my mic takes the fall
Now she's off my sight and the force is right
I floss flaws out my

the loss under my bargain
I face your love just seems like a bargain, a bargain
But nowadays I don't need to count by the bargain
We force goodbye for later

on different pages
Day by day, we courageous
We faces of different ages
No matter gender or races
The feeling inside is faceless
Written are my true thoughts

I got the moves
I grab the funk out the trunk and the speakers be bussing
I shoot, I be all in my groove
The Glock gon alarm, he snooze
That nigga he

fall,
Uh,
But i ain’t trippin at all,
Uh,
And i remember everybody tried to count me out,
I made a name for myself bet they ain’t doubting me now,
Cause

30 in cash
No, there'll never be a right time
Run away in the nighttime

Splinters of my skeleton leak from my eye
I can't sit still and I don't know

sexist, it's okay, just don't vote red, ya dead anyway
So shut the fuck up and don't listen to me, I'm out here looking at trees, drinking beer, eating

some of their fears
Homie, Who am I?
A Black man with black hands
Man, Who am I?
A Black guy with black eyes dawg
Who am I?
A boy who probably just got

Safe to say I can take em sober 
OGs tell me slow the sprees 
It don’t grow on trees
But it could’ve fooled me how I rake it over I make it back
Know

motherfucking
Way
Back to do what we gotta say
It's a come up don't get done up around here, Smooth Assassin, Coalition, heavy ammunition
Out to make the whole

got to they know ima let loose
Cuz if I whip it out bitch ima shoot

St-Stop all the violence
Before we all start to riot
They killin us one by one

Uh yeah
It's J Dot Brwn
And it's time to give you
Give you that Real Raw and Uncut
See
Giftd2BDifferent stands for something
Don't judge me

Three

her like I'm Beetlejuice (But these)
Boys hating but they big fans, bitter nigga just mad at life
Barely ball like the 6th man, that don't get you no

passed me to blunt and that really had me lit
Had me shooting like I'm Michael Jordan going for the six
It didn't matter bout the range, boy, I really

Lover boy fucked around did it again
Type shit type shit
Ight

I Lost my mind
Saw that cute ass face and became blind
Knew that it could never be but

Glowing boy of this era 
I fell in love with this genre
I'm standing right in the center in the midst of fears and reality
I have been awakened by my

the rap game I’d rather be a hustler instead
But thinking I’ma fall off (What) are you jazz in your head
I spit demented hell don’t want us heaven resents