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offense
Your money is too short, It's like the hair up on my chin (Ahaha)
And I be up before the hen, yea I'm talking the roosters
Yea I be in Atlanta, I

getting
So I tell these stupid motherfuckers if they
Do not like it, sorry baby
Just don't listen that's life!
And life is beautiful and that
There is

Yes I feel It
I feel my beloved bayou
My ghetto
This is a story of where I was born
No man's Land

Let me kick some flavor bout this young cat named

Best Kept Secret

D.I.T.C.

Live at Trammps New York, Vol. 2

1999

demonstrate I you will, ahem
Rock is my man and
So is Dapper Dan and
I'll shake a hand and
Don't try ta flam
Or front like a stunt who wants the cunt
I

fuck a grudge
Cause if they showing hate, I'm gonna still give them my love
It costs to be the boss, so they billing me by the hour
Just a nameless

will be my finest to date
A troll that's oh so funking greatS:
Bringing peace is my mission

And now I'm gonna set it straight

Try to troll me one more

get hit in da ribs man about his
And u dont gotta like it I give a fuck if you did
Ion need to be certified by ya people for me to live
What you feel

years old recording on cassette tapes
The life we chose hell naw my nigga that shit chose us
Life a bitch she know who the best is she chose up
The God MC

done for me lately is your
Favorite statement
You come off aggressive and really abrasive
I'm being creative so Imma turn my house into a bodega (Woah)

But got my funds low so, Soon as the sun's up/
I'm plotting, scheming, chalk it up to awful luck/
But all I hear is screaming when I'm talking to my

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

skies
Id never look back man
Not even in hindsight
Jim is staying skyhigh
Your products in the pipeline
Day robbery even if it's bought at night time

to my last man I hate being broke (Down to my last)(Broke)
If I pass you this sh*t then you better not choke
Depend on nobody except for my self so that's

Father's Table Grace

The Lawmen

Vol. IV

the table grace
He said our graceous heavenly father we all gathered here today

To give these things of blessings so humbly we pray
My oldest son is

Front Page

Compton's Most Wanted

Represent

whatchu see, which raids catch the blues
Statistic show
Is a fact and you can check it (pop! pop!)
That one nigga's dyin' every ten seconds
So if you don't

Yeah, so simple, such a breeze
My life was complicated but you put me at ease
Forget all my troubles, and any worries
With you by my side drama flees in

losing my religion is the way to finding God

Then light it up, the shadow's in my blood
"Oh, a weary heart", they say, "it shatters it all"
So light

need something
Hope isn't enough, road livin' is rough
Man go prison but still willin' to buss
I roll with the Rambo, pitchin'
I'm so willing to cut
I

I've been is the catalyst for my hell
Analysis paralysis, a battle within the self
I was saddled without a paddle
Up the creek against my shadow
Mano

my mistakes the pressures surrounding me taking over every single day the
Peace that i hope for never coming so now i’m terrified but 
I stay on my

Southside
Automatic weapons all by my side.
Shit ain't been the same
Since the killed my ride.
Over these beats
I spilled my pride
It's my time
Out in these

This is a song called trust no punk

Goddamn it oh you used to be so passionate
What happened? just the latest in systemic fashion
I wish that you

checks to make a artist
This is just the outcome of when
You real and work the hardest
I'm a Big Tymer, shout out to my old label
Had to leave a made man

indepedent I aint gon' sign with Jive
I'm eatin fettucini ya'll eatin fries
like R.Kelly I wish I could fly
I'm a 18 year old C-E-O
my favorite movie is CB4