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lil nigga
When I’m on a mission I be by myself
Right hand in my gun play me to the left
Thought he was throwing gang signs but the nigga deaf
He ain’t

while we smoking some green
Like damn, how you do it like that
Avion on the side champion when you ride
Pull your hair to the back
Hennessy never lies, we

regret
I’m falling out, want to be back to my dream, hey
I can’t believe how did I say “I’ma leave it”
Would take it back even if I have to risk it
Put

on another high
Got my back
Never lack she my clementine
My baddie wanna slide
Cuz she my ride or die
When I pull out that 40
She shooting by my side
We sittin

the front
From the back, from the side
Till I make it all loose shawty
Maybe we fall apart
Maybe we fall in love
Girl I'm a falling star
I came in burning up

Goin' Nowhere Blues [DVD]

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

Live from Austin TX [DVD]

2004

lose
Got them goin' nowhere blues
Through the back way in the alley
Sellin' all you should refuse
Looks like Jane has finally given in
Hey, what

still no text back
Heard he disrespect yo shit damn lil nigga get back
Don't ever try my mother pussy bitch yea you don't do that
Tokyo be poppin shit

Goin' Nowhere Blues

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

Live from Austin TX

2004

he'll lose
Got them goin' nowhere blues
Through the back way in the alley
Sellin all you should refuse
Looks like Jane has finally given in
Hey, what

deny it's a testimony
You deserve the praise
In the morning
I see you
In the noon
I see you
By my side
I see you
Front and back
I see you
Everywhere
I

The fam is by my side
And the don is back in too
Ima do a 2 for 2
Choppa fuckin up these bitches cause they tryna do me too
Yeah
I been lost inside my

a front on but I don't want no dealings
I told lil bro to raise the roof cause I'm about to touch the ceiling
I help my niggas with all they pain but this

My Fun House

Insane Clown Posse

The Ringmaster

1994

We found his car abandoned in front of a strange-looking house on Detroit's south-west's side, miss
Oh, I told him never to go there!
Hey foxy,

front of mine
Were you wasted more than time, wasted now is it far behind
Now I see you walking by, traumatized bury me inside
So soon inside where is my,

[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is

[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this

I overloaded heat mode
Baby when you in that 2 piece
It make me 2 weak
Double time nutty buddy
Back to back
Front to back
Kinky loving
Melting candle

get woke by a lil' freak, with my dick in her mouth, she eat up
300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa
Ain't goin' on a date, tell a bitch

You could catch a headshot no witness no witness
Lil Bro hopped off the porch like who kid is this
Headshot that shots fired we bending shit 
O.T I

pull Up to your crib
Pull up to your crib
Glocky got a lil kick back emptied The clip out hurt my wrist
I used to rob nigga for theirs now I Got mine

the latest
Keep it real never faking
Heavy pockets
I could never go out lonely
Keep the money on me
I can't travel by lonely
That's my lil homie
I love her

NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
Written by:  Rob Moratti /  Ulrick Lönnqvist / Pete Alplenborg

There was a time when I'd be lonely
Without you
There was a time

get ready to attack
Strapped to the side
Strapped to the front
Strapped to the back
Ready to attack
Shorty want me back
Gucci on her mind
I don't want

Ante Up

M.O.P.

10 Years and Gunnin: Best Of [Bonus Tracks]

2003

trains runnin' along-side it
(Blunt blunt) see motherfucker we don't play for that shit
And if you want your shit back you had to pay for that shit
You

Death Row in the '90s mixed with Def Jam (ha)
We the Def Squad, but I shoot solo, I'm Redman (brrr)
Right hand holdin' the steering wheel, bustin' back

shimp dig (My sauce)
Come around all that rockra
Talkin' 'bout shit we been did

Still lil' nigga from the west side
Good book and a blunt by the bedside