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since they drove down my block carrying Biggie's urn
From up the block, 'cross the street by the store
When my man was put in position, told him peep

here
And God
He came down down down down down down down down
And said (down down down down down down down down)
Nothing (down down down down down

to life was so sick!

Hollywood hills 5pm 2015

So, that's like the main part i'mma
Use it throughout the song
But that's like the important part um 'cause

yah, aye

In a bodybag yah,
All my niggas working just to get that guala,
High five's when they see me ride by,
Lowkey niggas salty like the fries from

help me, please
I pray to God could you please bring her back?
I promise you that I will be a man
Its not her fault you must understand
So tell me how

and I'm stuck
I ain't got no money
Could you give me a ride
I swear to god that I'll pay you back in another 5 days

By quarter to noon I'm fucking howling

situations way make some think say God is not fair
out here na mental and emotional distress
depressed by the stress we became police men business 
guilty

of a pseudo societal success
But haunted by the possibilities of what can never be
And as depression starts to cave in
I've become a slave to this nine to five

word to Crescent
I grab the bull by the horns I'm aggressive
And if you move like a pawn I'mma press it
I'm a God you a peasant
I live in the present

I don’t wanna wake up next to nobody else
I’d rather sleep by myself

I was thinkin’ I don’t wanna be alone 
I was thinkin’ maybe we could be at home

Waiting On God
V1:
I’m waiting on God for a higher vision, some general guidance for my indecision
If I spend too much time trying to reason it out,

D'USSÉ, show me how you move
Slim thick with your cute ass, still rock Jimmy Choos
God damn you're so fine, you don't got a clue
Cause you, five foot nine

wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state

uh-huh (okay)
Shit, uh-huh (okay)
Shit, uh-huh (okay okay)
Spin in a v, bang at hood bro (bow)
Two-two-two bro (graa)
Getting better
Ain't looking for

lowest
And I stayed down keep my nigga's closer
Five years I'ma be the best
Even God knows I'm up next
Lyrical bars I'm not trynna flex
And year two I'm

hold a pretty woman while we laying in the sand
When we out in amsterdam

When I was 4 or 5 years I had problems / never told my mama all the shit that I

afraid I might get out and go when you told me it couldn't be for a while
I didn't and I never would, alright?
And thank God for that cause I tasted your

feel the real touch
Find a real Mrs. 'til the fog is gone
With God as my witness, I'ma sober up
I'ma sober up

I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal

what's up to Jada
You sick inside your head, get sent to hell by God, your maker
Take it too literal when God told you to love thy neighbor
Indecent

Wu-Gambinos

RZA

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,

Wu-Gambinos

RZA

Wu-Chronicles

1999

No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,

Greatest Hits

Sublime

Live 1994-1996 [DVD]

2001

money, how I know. 
It won't be no man of me. 
In my bed I watch T.V. I'm drunk by noon, 
But that's O.K. I'll be president someday. 
Light my

Right Is Right

Rufus

Rufusized

1974

Said he's comin' by five, my friend
And I desire to live again
If you hear me, let me know
The world is full of woe, my God, God, yeah

Right is right

MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch