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Excuse me miss I'm subdued by this crazy situation that you threw me in[00:10.12]But compliment you on your pretty smile pulling everything out my

on living lavishly right here in this spot
Overcoming habits that you would see and no I won't stop
I trade it in for another one happy with what I got
You

All my ladies do it right when I say left
All my niggas going left when I say right
Like gorillas, you could feel the beat in your chest
And when

one when you pass
Giving brain by the dumpster
So it only makes sense
I associate you with trash
You're a bad runny block for a running
Back that's why

to you
But this beat right here got me occupied
75 to the 95
Important calls pull up to the side
They tell me I'm making it killin'
I let em' know I'm just

myself sometimes
And to be born again I write
I pump tracks like a Funktion-One
Here the dope sound bang on your eardrum
This a verbal lesson if you plan

bullet would put you out of it undoubtedly 
But creating a cranial cavity is just too fucking cowardly
I'm here to hype you up, no i'm not charging hourly

Yeah
I'm pouring. Got guns and I'm pouring

Ice and wine. Just make time for my chorus
Aye. Is you recording
You know I'm ballin'
Like I'm Jordan. Pull

When I Touch Down

Disturbing tha Peace

Golden Grain

2002

shit you got say
We gotta special guest in the house tonight
Little Fate in this bitch, an probly in yours
So here's the number 1 song in the night, when

word
You used to bust it just for me but now you handed to the team
Used to do this shit for fun but now they pay me for my streams
Shit I seen and shit

dumb as **** – like the dumbest not no runner up
“here’s a paper bag, boy, maybe you should cover up
Maybe radiate your junk before you bust another nut

for favours
But all I can say is "I don't
Fuck with you little Bitch Hittas!"
Six figure bracelet, fucke up den Paycheck
Basecap, Diamond Ring, rocky so

0.3, it spoke to me,
It said "I'll make your life better than you ever could dream,
I'll get rid of all those pop-ups for free MP3s,
and I'll blow

Dat's What Dat Is

Paul Wall

Sittin' Sidewayz

2005

the streets burning, this is a street sermon 
That's what it is dummy, you niggaz chasing honey 
We out here chasing money, jacked by G and running 

That's

this major pain
It don't go away
Even on the coldest day
It's here to stay
Make no mistake
Let you waste away
There ain't no escape
Such a mental drain

Got a stu , jump like ooh, like ooh
Got a stu, jump like boom
Get out of here, bruh, cause it ain't enough room
Go in too hard, might blow off

The fuck yu finna do?
Control the room
Better check yo mood
For yu lose ya
I put the chnaces on my life wanna run by me n get gunned down
Run from me

on a good word on the pages
Here’s my new CD you should play it
Musical praising 
Hear bpm’s, clock is raging
Only ticking cause I like the anguish 
Leave me

for. Give you one more shot, and then I’m on the next door. Maybe it’ll be the last door. You, you, you, I just keep on running back to you, you, you

the only fuckin crook
Who tried to take my life too soon
Sucks for you that I pulled through
Not as dead as you last saw me
Here we are just me and you

overwhelming just to think
To think he gave his life for you and me yeah
Is more than enough to persuade me all he asked was

Hook
All he asked was follow me so

And what the fucks a dream if you wouldn’t bleed for it right? 
I’m just ill of feeling like I’m bleeding for nothing
thought I’d see something, really

Visions of God

David Phelps

No More Night: David Phelps Live in Birmingham [CD/DVD]

2007

backseat
Outlined by the headlights from behind
And I ask the Lord to freeze us here in time
As my son stretches out his hand to mine

Silhouette sent

Phatty, 
Phatty, Thot Pha, Pha, Pha





[Verse - Juro]

Aye yo, 
Here we go, 
Get money, 
When I get it for the low.
I'm hungry.
I'm all about that money