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the world is mine
If You don't hustle my nigga
How the fuck you gon eat
Shoutout my real bitches in the streets
Bring a hundred every week
Trapathon real

When you come and see me with ever present apology
It's never about music or how I do it, we know I'm not talent
It's about how we handle

World War One 
Or die by the hands of a god damn nun

Damn that shit is real real 
But who gives a fuck how you really feel?
"You're living in the past so

be my set
88 That's the section
Number one is the position
Send the addy we gon slide
Ain't no goofy niggas by my side
Make a pussy nigga run and hide

How freaky can you get to a long fat dick
Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
I'm the dirty rapper Too Short, the triple X
Run up in

Blackman in Effect

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment

1990

must be denied the facts every hour 

We run to school, tryin' to get straight A's 

Let's take a trip way back in the days 

To the first

know you have, cause that shit is bomb
My dicks got more friends then Tom
These scene clubs I run these, I should write the book how to be scene for

environment
I've been doing laps of the lost world
I could draw a map to the raw nerve

By the bridge the air has a edge to it
It smell like a burning

it's like I'm in shock
Now, all I think about is how
My world turned upside down
Ah, I lose my breath when you're walkin' in
'Cause when our eyes

Cold World

Do or Die

Pimpin' Ain't Dead

2003

the bedroom,
9-1-1 'cause I'm not breathin'
Feelin like death is getting closer and I can't stop from secedein'
Do I run to the mirror
Look at me, and pull

Double tap, oh you mad
Well, it's time to let the world know who I really am, you feel me
I got this talented, talented person inside of me
He's got a run

and every day
(On the run, on the run)
(On the run, on the run)


What is real?
How do you define real?
If you are talking about what you can feel
What you

You 
Reside in motherland 
You have the biggest fans
Most loved and hated man
Is seasoned by the sun 
But everybody runs 
When he come 


Why 
Why

of chaos, led by watchers unidentified
Oh how those proxy wars have worn us all out
The shadow networks controlling our demise

Illusions of threat - to cover

A world that has no black or white.
Within the depths of hatred, we cry.
No hope remains for those who stand in place
or go beyond the world before

the world again
How has your girl been?
I've got to know

Did we know how far away we could get from there?

Come with me to Arcadia
We may as well have

to the side
You don't run my life, no
Easy does it, simple
Give it all up to the tide
You like the feeling though

Now the days go by
How you feeling inside?

steal from the rich
cnd I, would give to the poor	
I was a happy child
Set my head run wild 
From the stories that you'd tell

I would stick close by your

a thing to make the world wanna cry
It was born by surprise, forced to disguise
Maybe by releasin' all this pain is way you survive
Took a while, but then

live and die by how the dice roll
And I have won and lost it all so many times I fear I'm
Casino Cowboy tonight
I've seen my love go by
Like a well run

the sky is blue and there is one who waits
To love you only

I live in a world tended by angel tears
Desire runs wild 
makes my love crystal clear 
Come

regret it
Oooh ooh oooh ooh oooooh
I can't belive I've got you by my side, boy
Oooh ooh oooh ooh oooooh
How has it happened that you read my mind?

(And

the mirror at the man behind the pain
The shell is cracking
The walls are closing in
Years of looking at the world for
Someone else to blame
Bar by bar, I'm

know the "whys" and "hows"
As if we were just little boys
Sometimes we feel this kind of blue joy
We're born and then we walk in line
The world we see