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the lottery 
Shout out to my boy Ron always lookin after me

[PRE CHORUS]

Tell me
Why I gotta lie?
Tell me
Why I gotta steal?
Tell me
Why i gotta cheat? 
Tell

the f out my way

i heard the lies on top of lies, surprize the boy cried wolf, but I seen the paw tracks, and it wasn't all that
I think it's time

You can try to stop me i will end ya
Shit my killer instincts like cinder
Im a bad boy you better make it
Make it out fifty
Chopper city by position i

15, driving, ducking the cops (5-0) 
I treat my safe like a deposit box 
And, he wanna feature tell that boy to kick rocks (yeah) 
I'm John Wilkes in

just to make mother proud
Ain't no overnight here boy we working
Tempted again, I can tell that he lurking
Losing myself, I just can't for a person

times with a bitch, yup
Hope i got it right because i struggle wit decision
When theres 3 bad guys by my side,
Devil on my shoulder i don't pray what's

wasn't gone make it a Scene
That's really all that it seems
You rage like against the machine
You love it you do it in vein
I was a young boy started
Doing

or you're dead
Who's that? Let me hop off the ped
Tryna chop off a head when
My arm gets stretched
Show 'em the metal and make it a mess
Then pray

And Poppy
Big L
They got Proof
Tah and Swipey
Don't tell us it ain't
Because it might be
The government paid to
Get em
Spike Lee'd
X'd out like a raver
In

this cannot be!
Who shot JMJ
Nip
And Poppy
Big L
They got Proof
Tah and Swipey
Don't tell us it ain't
Because it might be
The government paid to
Get em

or even know your name,
You’re on my heart every morning, noon, and night when I bow my head and pray.
You’re on my heart every morning, noon, and night

they parents on the same bus tryna touch me like it felt good 

Nah

Pray for em

Come back someday for em 

But for now I'm so hungry I been jackin'

Make me feel much better when I'm stressing bout the decimals
But fuck a desk though, Fuck a desk though
Cool Cat, don't tell me not to get stoned
Am I

Quick prayer
Should we do it
Yes
We take one a piece
One hour down and we're already
Broke
Coolest part about it
Was ya boys were
Stoked
Walking by Faith

discourses
They whisper their rhetorical's, 'boy isn't he gorgeous?' yeah
I tried to take a break from kicking doors in
But niggas overstated their senses

quivers
Cause with this Hawke it gets Sinister (Went over your head)
Skeptics become believers
Eulogies given by preachers (Send 'em off)

I'm a Brooklyn

around, I'm putting my guard up
The devil start stepping, that boy getting scared up
Pray to God, get the plan pushing these start-ups
The kingdom is

times y’all wanna fuck with ya boy,
How many times I gotta tell these bitches it ain’t a ploy
They been rollin round the block wit a bitch named Susie,

All Around the World

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

don't say it just to spit it (spit it)
Go to Saint Martin and tell 'em I already did it (did it)
French or the Dutch side, tell me if you with it (with

wasn't
And now he bout to show em that he really was worth something
I've been through a lot in these past years
But ain't never let em know when your boy

Revelationz

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

Armegeddon.
Nigga, done deal.
Done deal.
Uh.
This live.
Every nigga done had this shit happen to 'em, you know what I'm sayin.
All my potnas, every nigga I tell

To remind myself how far I'll go
Friends up the road
But still ain't had em ove
Feeling like Houston Game 7
0 for 27
Like is there more that I can miss
Have

believe me
Stuntin on em like a Sargent
Highly regarded
Don't disregard it
Sleep on the kid you be wonderin where your spot at
The boy French but tell me

Secrets

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

the pain I felt

I wish I could show them all of my secrets
And they might see through me
But if I tell my secrets or expose my weakness
I can let 'em tear