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know me one, betta yet call us gorillaz,
You surrounded by playas, while I'm surrounded by killaz,
That's know to here, beefin nigga block in a minute,

Fucked her left her wide open
Why would I do that?
This not no cool act
Left by where the goons
Now I'm chilling with a view at
Some LA night club

Yesterday Shutting Down

Two more hours and I'll be gone
And leave my bad, bad deeds to carry on
My train is coming and I wanna ride
Beyond

should be walking in flames
Everyone shoot not all of them aim
I knew I was different when all of them changed
Play on that track dont get hit by the train

to be
Numbered, we calling screens community, anti-social media and insecurity
Soft smile of a stranger passing by, but recognize that hurt look in his

day by day no lookin back to yesterday 
X'ing out that bitch unless she coming for my legacy

Smoking on it toking on it fucking green goblin
Way up in

Had to dub back for da remix catch a nigga lackin on some sweet shit
Live by da gun you gon die by it, I really practice wat I'm preachin
Fareal tho

truck designer my rings
We different my blood is different and it run through my vains
We blew the horn at ya bitch and now she riding the train
All you

the drank
Mixing right with the drank
Mixing right with the drank
No pain no gain
So flame no lames
She wanna smoke all my weed 
I be smoking like a train 
I

à Mars

I can't see a thing, but I can hear a mouse piss on cotton
My style is rotten, spoiled by vets who protect they necks
Do the knowledge

by technology
Used to communicating behind four walls
Now I'm not saying we're free from blame
We all have a choice; we all choose a lane
But too

appreciation, no more hesitation, reparations
Focus on innovation
In the middle of the night, with a pistol by my side, there isn't no place for us to

Hide
When

Message [Re-Record]

Grandmaster Melle Mel

The Greatest Hip-Hop Songs, Vol. 1

2014

Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta

And I can't let myself be succumbed by the thrill
So I'm keeping away from it all like I sealed
Me a deal with the devil, that's not how it is
I'm just

You had a long day
You punch in to work everyday
Cause this is just how you get paid
You came a long way
School, taking the train
Keep doing ya thing

Train snaking
Thru the rotten apple
Rapid
I live in a hood
Where goods get exterminated
Danger roam the corners
Like a ton of cockroaches
Calculate

got em in my chain
I go by juice to you niggas double cup i'm leaving a stain
I double back and i'm loaded making music is like a drug
Wonder if i'm

death, motivated by life
I only asked for my freedom, they said they‘d give me a price
I retired but came back
I lost my train of thought regained it

Coffee Shop

Kottonmouth Kings

High Society

2000

Thirty-eight strands we through em on the table
Sampled em all one by one I was able
They all taste good, defeated to smoke
Next the two footer, I wanted

hidden but that's not reality
Just gonna press the pedals with no keys
Try to make this train run, no coal or steam
It aint like you're a terrible,

8 a.m. on a downtown train
I would have walked up and asked your name
Midnight in a crowded room
I would have had to come up and talk to you

won't see your day yeah
Rolling down the window, ash my joint
I play my music loudly
Side by side against all odds I'll stand up by you proudly
Fight for

Sometimes I wish I can pack my bags and leave
I'm barley getting by, by the skin of my teeth
Sometimes I wish I can relax and just breathe
But life

using
The arts to do it
People are marching to the beat of the drum
The evil in some gave Jesus'
People a reason to run
Charged of treasons by some by