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approached the bench
Judge said Mr Ransom it's your first offense
Yo I was tense, nervous, shaking in my sneakers
I'm bout to loose my future for a little bit

mistake that I ever did make was to tell myself:
"Jake, you can make it by rappin"
The fuck do y'all want from me? Honestly, talk to me
I could be making

I'ma break your back, break your back, I'ma break your back
Surfer

Come up game crazy, so you bitches is lazy
Y'all ain't got shit for y'all niggas, but

and, uh, alright, fuck
Beat her doonies down, she screamin' loud, you know we stay fuckin
Brodie tried to ride the wave, but this is not surfin
I caught

wanted to hear it, now my heart is aching
Please reinstate the song, I'm begging
Was the only one I wanted to hear, now I'm not listening
I ain't listening

Hehehehe
Bia this boy have you given your life to Christ sef
Noo I've not given my life to Christ
Eh Mr swag Osule okay now
See
If you no get Jesus

respects to Bow-Ma-Balls, Mr Love-Eggs that is, aka, Raphael-De-La-Ghetto, and other stuff, you knows it, Walshy, fukin' all the 'Port

if you takes enough

bending metal like
I'm Mr. Unstoppable bustin nuts on your sister's camel toe
And ass as I handle that hoe
Hmmm I see her pussy is more waxed
Than a damn

the money 

I could walk in the trap house broke but I had left with some money

These niggas scared of the money 

I cant leave it all by itself I had to go

I learned the hard way
Gotta do it by myself
Designer on me
Rollie on my wrist, ice in my veins
Drip is the cousin of fresh
Ride wit my niggas 'til

close to you I lose my self control 
If I don't give in I feel like mr solo dolo 
Your hair is so gorgeous when it flows the air 
We pursuing happiness

[Open Verse]
Yeah, You can call me a King.
Go ahead and kiss my ring.
I keep it fresh, looking like I'm Mr. Clean.
While all the ladies think you

want me to keep going through this hell
Tell me I'll get my reward when I die
Talk about the pie in the sky

A yo it's a war going on outside
No man is

it various/ when I stere the rust/ off a old memory n think about my past/ is it hilarious/ when I think about the last/ time I naw shit I’m just

Our Thing

Ghetto Commission

Wise Guys

1998

I'm from the dirty south where niggas go to prison just by word of mouth
Slangin quarter keys to make them G's is what it's all about
I was brought

Don't ask equality , show em 
Make em have to value all ur qualities 
Take all u want from it 
life that is 
I ain't always been proud of this life I live

Spanish Song

Tonedeff

Para Mi Gente: Estamos Unidos [2003]

2003

If eating dick's la vida loca, y'all niggas is living it
So, Come on! No need to do the arithmetic
This kid is just sick, so, heads up, peep my

Spin for thirty days straight, you hit his face, you get a curve
Hunnid K before the first, I'll give you fifty by the third (come get it)
Ayy, Doe,

myself

I bet you wondering how I be feeling this way
Without no gold chains and no four finger rings
Jah by my side, that is all that I need, all that I

hoes (Like I'm changing hoes)
You niggas missing the line like a pantyhose (Yeah)
My head trip like this weather, man I swear it's cold
My core is retro,

when it comes to the economy
You'd find out what the max is

It's not uppercase TRUMP or lowercase g
I'd never be TRUMP
He'll never be me
Just g

I'd set

The time is now for it to be okay to be great
People in this world shun people for being great, for being a bright color, for standing out
But the time is

is real life how im raised
I see shit a different way
Dont you tell me shits so hard
Boy you really got it made
Barely called this place my house
Im

bust a face
usually busting phrases, from torn off pages, horror related
from books about how unfair the world is and shit
But I haven't it made yet