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mals
Wit the style of a black eagle
Not cause I'm dark
Or remark I'm in fact libra
But cuz I'm sharp
And the start of a tact leader

In the midst of my

You're all I need to get by

Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl
It's me in your world, believe me
Nothing make a man feel

taking
You're worth sacrificing
Maybe I'm crazy
But that's the way I'm living
If you want to be friends
Lovers, arch fucking enemies
I want you in my life

're slick
You sold crack to my sister and now she's sick
But if she happens to die because of your drug
I'm putting in your culo a .38 slug

Heard you did it first i can do it better
Say you gotta man i can treat you betta
If he talkin beef gotta new baretta
See they started hatin when im

the handle it'll probably happen again
But I'm alright wit that
See inside I made peace
And now a piece of me is residing in these beats
So while I'm hear you

south
Trying to escape this box, switching routes
My traumas heavy, kinda like erybody else
I break down when you start to yell
Too many stories I'm

Get above no delay
Like a dove imma fly it's my fate
Yea and we ain't goin down by the way
Yea you can keep the crown imma Ace
Aye yea
I'm not afraid

Knocking at the red light but you know I'm never stoppin
Yeah they talkin crazy cause they see a nigga poppin
If we at ya party you know we gon get it rockin

he got sum funk pistole whip his ass then put em in the trunk
Haul his body off to a near by dump in the blue hole r a near by swamp 
Ima die for my

dos tres she a thot so I want sex
She left her old nigga cuz she know dat I'm the best
She ask so many questions told the bitch are u a test
All these

do it then did it
King of the jungle but i'm never lying
You got a plan you my man so i'm wit it
Fuck it. I feel i'm addicted to trying
I'm in my bag

i'm that nigga that you ain't gone get enough with
I'm getting money and the cheese yeah I'm dumb wit it
I ain't yo dad i ain't gone ask who you hung

around, on me
Don't come around if you ain't from around, on me
The guys done took a couple losses but I'm still wit em
I don't lost some day ones but I'm

em
I don't fuck with you if you don’t fuck with the style
This shits so fucking wild
I’ve been running for 20 miles
My bars are not so fucking mild

you don’t wanna leave
You’ve already made up your mind
Don’t wanna get left behind
Your fears are blurring your sight
Admit you know that I’m right
I’m

Black Minnie

Tommy McClennan

Guitar King 1939-1942

1997

And if you don't suit me
I'm 'on try to play the line

Black Minnie, Black Minnie
What in the world are you tryin' a do?
I b'lieve try and love me, Black

comment and your like if you don't share my shit
What's the deal bitch I got em
Pull that real shit up out em
Love my brothers and I'm quick to hit that

on the homepage of IG wit your homie
You are not my nigga, you a bro, shit i'm finna call you Isley
You a menace in Venice, when I walk through, they smiling
Been

face
I just need to take space
I don't wanna lie
This might be easier
Wit dinner and candle lights
Are you finna let me slide or not
Tryna figure out if

Let me vent to u but not bout everything I saw
(Listen up)
Cause if that shit hit the streets I’m dealing with the law
(Can't say shit)
Say u

you big pimpin'
Murdered the tracks, now y'all are a witness
Must be the shit, if you ever seen wit this
Style on these niggas, I ain't talking bout my

much i like you
Clouded heart but the skies blue
Went paragrahs to haikus
I feel the walls are closin in
Im use to the all the shit
I feel the pattern

and again, I've lost my wits, but I can't lose you again

So I promise to be the reason the rhythm and the rhyme
And I promise to be better and grow day I'm by