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FACE THE MUSIC

SOMETIMES YOU TRY TA RIDE THE LINE
BETWEEN RIGHT AND WRONG
YA TURN ONE EYE BLIND
AND KEEP ON PLAYIN ALONG

BUT IT AINT NO GOOD TA LET

die gang für die packs ah
Für die 1 33 für die 7 und die 6
Mache 1, 2, 3 Lieder Digga ohne Stress
Alles easy Brudi Brudi weil Ichs check
Alles creamy

(Young Aspect)
I wake up still f***ed up my mind gone I'm wasted
I'm off that loud pack I can't feel my face (yeah)
Money real long they basic my

I've seen such a fear

Your eyes are black again, like the sky

Play rhythms of the last show
Easy come and easy go
Pack your bags and leave your face

not today
We all got our problems
But yours got in the way

So pack your shit and get out of my face
'Cause I won't have it today

So grab your keys

All black on black
Your looking at the dope man
Brown, white, yellow, green
Smoke it in a Coke can
Gotta fat pocket
Back pack with the ziploc
Gucci

my ways (ways)
Baby, anything to see your face

You know what it feels like (ooh)
Come and make it feel right
Makin' love to you (you)
You love

killed
Looked in the mirror and i got gills
Hyperoll
Hyped up
Hella fat
Pre-roll
Backwood
And a pack
Ice on, Ice off
Global warming
Im stoned, im on, now

Roll up
Smoke up
That Cali
Fornia
Roll up
Smoke up
That pack
Up on ya
Roll up
Smoke up
That Cali
Fornia
Roll up
Smoke up
That pack
Up on ya
Catch me

Had to hop on my feet 
Get to the bag 
You hating it's all on your face 
My car it go fast my money is fast 
You hating is all on your face 
My weed

on her face Ima wipe it on the next bitch
Sour cream and onion I swear they the best chips
Ima leave no crumbs
Ima lick yo thumb
Ima smack yo bum
Out in

didn't need to pack -
They'd meet the next night
He had a job to do flying to Cambodia
And as the nights passed by she
Tried to trace the past
The way he

okay?
Okay, okay
Lil' body, cute face, okay
Okay, okay
Spent a hundred today, okay (like)

Fuck that, get yo' lungs smacked
This some Runtz pack
Fuck

when I ain't have a sack
Remember back, I couldn't get a pack
I'm on now, I front my niggas packs (c'mon)
The feds won't get up off my back (uh)
Fuck

When the Midnight Choo Choo Leaves for Alabam'

Michael Feinstein

Remember: Michael Feinstein Sings Irving Berlin

1987

I've had a mighty busy day
I've had to pack my things away
Now I'm going to give the landlord back his key
The very key
That opened up my dreary

The Karate Kid

Random Axe

Random Axe

2011

Yo! Cowards begin rap with the wackest lines
Smack pyro from ill pack when I black that eye, rap a'reza'(razor?)
The god spit aggressive content

(Gettin' paid)
Foreign cost two-fifty, dash two-hundred, they go too fast (skrrt)
I was in the prison pullin' hundreds in the shoe pack
Now I walk in

Alone

The Beautiful South

Gold

2006

Thoughts built like juggernauts 
Our actions built like prams 

And when the wind blows into our face 
We should be warmer and not colder 
Well, what

need to pack
They'd meet the next night
He had a job to do
Flying to Cambodia
And as the nights passed by
She tried to trace the past
The way he used

need to pack
They'd meet the next night
He had a job to do
Flying to Cambodia


And as the nights passed by
She tried to trace the past
The way he used

Oh yea yea yea
Oh yea yea yea
Can't believe you lied to my face
You told you were by my side
And you were down to ride
But then I had to pack you up

(Okay!)
Lemme smoke my pack, Lemme pave the way (Alright!)
Op pack (Okay)
Smoke it in your face (Like that!)
Then I spend ten millie next day (Shh, shh)

Pushing weight
Pumping packs
Stack stack
Stack stack
Talking Benjimans I gotta plenty them
Facts
Spending racks
Get it back
Pushing weight
Pumping

with others is so fucked up, I'm guessing, I just wasn't enough
Said your heading home alone tonight well I
I call your bluff

And I'll pack my stuff