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I hope you're having a good time right now
My name is ERO Douglas
And this sonic experience has been brought to you by Stat Oaks
Sit tight and enjoy

bitches we don't fight for fake niggas with fake bitches
Don't call me ho, gold digger, slutty (oh)
Call me master when I walk on your balls
Or I will

life
And if i take my time
I know
The kids gon' turn out fine (Pray)
Pray when I catch that light
It won't take them by surprise
I see decades in

Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by

Ignored the
Chalk lines drawn by the officer leaning
Over the wooden floor
Oh please mama don't you go open that door
That boy is broken, beaten
He is void

his stories, about how he was raised
As a boy in the hood--from local gangs he escaped
A secret route he took home, on those dangerous days
And how

to a dollar
Seen poverty the likes that helped me climb out it
By product of the bottom, where everythings rough
To fill that void ya boy out here hustling bru

jealousy
A felony to think you're really nice when you get to be Sensei; Master; friend of my enemy

You think that's real life?

While you buss caps, cuss

These niggas wanna see me fall
I ain't trippin', you know I keep it pimpin' cause I'm just tryna have it all
Feel like a slave master with all this

resumes moon like appearances
Accompanied by two planets
Composed of meteoric fragments
Diagonally circular
God's hands be on those rings
Like vinyl on Turn

their bachelors then get their masters

Then get a job and be working for gangsters

None of their bosses gon’ even pay taxes

Ugh

Everyone talking, no

full sharks
I throw shots at they ribs
Double crossed by many
Shit hard to forgive
Double cupped the henny
I'm out for revenge
Sandlot boy like Benny

And the oaks and Georgia forest that
Will hold me more than father
I do it for my enemies and partners
I do it for the truest side
Of music that's forgotten
I do

fly
Unlike me on suburb streets
Now I'm in Georgia
And they're rarely seen
At least by me
Alone we'll be
Watching light bugs
Fly freely
Fly freely
Let

close my eyes because it seems far
But my destination isn't determined by my car

The only way to reach my senses
Is if you told me my dear friend is

Gary oak
And I stay in that lab shit you already know
Talking shit while My boy Sans benches dimensions don't let me mention to the bros
You couldn't

Change The World [Remix]

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Bone Instrumentals, Pt. 2

2008

pulled over by one time
And when the 1999 rewinds 
Didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world it's nauseatin'
Everybody's hatin'

and watch me close for the clue that I'm showing
The One you see my Spirit fall on and remain that's my chosen
He baptizes with the Holy Ghost
I saw and I

homies there gone ride we live and die by the gun
They was scared to come outside cause you might die where I'm from 
Nothing but murda on my mind to stay

a disaster? U grew up as a bastard... Now U da Master Splinter fuk da faction... u sold them niggas out from a threat face da naximum...  Bitch nigga Snitch

to run me up Terry Bradshaw with the close line
I'm so fine
Can't sell my soul I don't own mine
A price was paid for it no Sofi
So I'm 10 toes down for

don't need no friends
And I'm oh so close honing skills for the spins
I swear I'll ghost this coast, but I'ma be here again
What you know bout the man

(hell yeah)
So I went outside
Realized I had to decide
Brown skin
Big smile
I saw that she was fine (damn)
Obsessing over women
It was made by design
Grew

fall pound it's a headache not a tumor
Before the squad bounce stop at the dock to stock the schooner
Puff by the ounce smoke filling up the tomb hall