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poked your eye
The common fool, the walk to school for you and I

We've been, held back for after school meetings
They've got it in for me
For what

Let me scribble this down
Hold up

Persons everywhere
I'll tell you that I'm not quite sure that I've ever felt stranger
Having everything
That I've

me hot I'm goin super nova
Why did I say that you don't know the motive
Better stay out my way it's gonna get explosive
You don't even know the kind

Wanna take something I worked for I'll pull it
I'm big slick nigga I wish you would
Well respected but I'm misunderstood
Anxiety killing me softly
I got

Cruisin

Charlie Morris

Bluer Than Thou

2001

must 
And inch by inch we get closer and closer oh
Every little part is in touch
Oh baby, baby oh
Let the music take your mind
Just release and you

I just enjoy a challenge but ain't shit up in my way
(Hm) You do me dirty you gon pay
It ain't no threat but I just know the gang don't really play
I

Dad you call me, Mom what you call her
And this kid here, call him your brother
One year later, might have another
Well they were born and, call her

I went alone to the party
And worked my way through the crowd
I felt your hand on my shoulder
Didn't know what to do, when I looked at you
My heart

so gone
Don’t mess with me 'cuz I’m a Flirt
The way you do your dance on me
I just wanna fuck (Yah)
Let’s do what we do when we young and we drunk

living, you can tell by the touch
And I’m just barely brainstorming
So ahead of my time, I live in the past, present, future in the same morning
Momma said

capes
Out in Spain running from the bulls
Wave the red drapes
I'm in Naples on a date
I need to smoke where the papes
And by the way
That's why everybody

Dr. Know

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

touch down be homebase for Mush
Nigga
Every two years I pull out the lot with a brand new whip like what
Say somethin now, stupid
Think of violatin me

all my shit by free hand
Happiness the beacon
It call us on the weekend
And just because we distant doesn't mean that we can't be friends
Yea I'm way

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

touch
I feel so up
Blowin' on thrax
Can't hold me back
Need stacks need cash
Relax what's that
I can't be stopped
Want guap I'm top
You flip and flop
I

I'm swimming in
Women ripping off fucking clothes
When it's time to hit the stage
I'll be sure to sh-shake the globe
If you don't know by now
I travel

fucked
You want demise?
Dem' eyes water up
You're not ready for the end
And you don't have to pretend
None of us really are
Prepared for the scars
Never

Seven Days

Royal

My Dear

1998

a touch of pride
Cut me wide, wide open, rip me up inside...
What's the matter? Busy? Blinded by the light?

Zooming in - the shores of Paradise...

their battles with fire
Inner demons don't play by the rules
They say just push them down just fight them harder
Why would you give up on it so soon

and turned into gold
I carved the future in stone
And did it all on my own
So please don't call up my phone
When you find out I'm on
You should of known all

niggas stay out the way cause we shoving
I don't do no arguing I don't do no fussing watch out for my brother 
He might leave you gushing
Don't trip over

Anybody touch my girl yeah there life imma' take it (Mhm)
Baby come fuck with me, you see the money I'm making
Yeah Beamer or SRT if you want it lil' mama

just to get here.
So yeah I am dying
Now
You are dying now
Somehow, by a stroke of luck, or providence
It matters not how you define it
You and I ended

Tables turned, ain't it funny, how shit flip around
I remember niggas wouldn't help me off the ground
I'm just telling you about the shit I been through
I