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Your love is something I'll take
Lots more love to make
You are one bad bitch
Innocently saved
If you need more time
I will use my mind
Save what we

want to be your hubby and meet
Your mummy that won't even feed your tummy
By the end of this year, if I ain't gone
Will you know who will end my career?

know I'm off the chain
I've been, cooking this up with a dirty computer so no one can find it
My dawg gotta couple a yutes in the mix but the motive

crowd. Man they came to see a show, guess
they aint know I was in town. I'm outside in the parking lot, I'm posted up
and tippin down. waitin round, for

the sky
Wonder woman by my side
Remember writing this with her
She the one lights my light
I thought that i had told her i would quit for life
She kinda

repent or no name
naw erase why remain caged in dismay
when you could be surrounded by grace
made my diction confusing 
now the wicked making up stories
I

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

(I'm really my Bestie)
Bitch I'm like Zabuza gone in the mist
I take a photo won't pose in the Pic
Twisting and turning my shit like a rip stick (rip

Sleep by my heat never on the dresser 
Ask me if I'm the best "Yes sir"

Give a fuck what a fuck n***a say now (no no)
Give a fuck what a fuck n***a say

for losing your inhibition
By getting down to my sound as it pounds; louder now
Gather round! Moving crowds was always my profession
Effectively

the blue
Blowing all these bands like mf flute
From being by myself
To hitting hoes by the two
From being a lame nigga
Know these hoes know my group
From

about now
You're about to be possessed 
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two

bastard
The streets were my father
Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders
Fucked by scholarships
Flushed down the toilet
Hurt me to my heart so
I'm

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
What you lot saying
(Kobby Words on the mix)
Wagwan!!
Yeah it’s Mufaasa innit
Grrrr!!(paw paw paw)

Drop top nonstop no cap

and nothing happened
Hours went by and I thought is my soul too being held captive?
I called Him again this place is dark and evil I want to leave
Then a voice

Purple Rain, pure cocaine, and a lot pain
Killers to numb my brain I ain't feeling a fucking thang
I could bust and bang Cobain make my brains touch paint

got em too, prince got be hurt
That’s the connect, piece the letters together 
That’s my dog, been my dog since them G-Unit sweaters

Got me acting

The duffle bag full of money
Watch how these bitches react
We make it rain when it's sunny
We do it big as 3x
I told my n***** we next
Signed by the realest

a nigga in the head
Don't hesitate to kill that nigga if it comes to it
I won't hesitate my gun like a toddler
It like to talk a lot
Hate when niggas talk

like Moses did the seas 
Enough of the basics 
Switch to intermediate 
Bills coming soon and I need my cash immediate 
Was inspired by many to pick up

stretch you try to slide down
Two tone on my neck you would've thought I wore a vest
40 with a 30 go ahead and hit his chest
Made a lot of money would've

I got a message in a bottle   
Wrote up real nice like
It read retire, and I mean by tonight, tonight
They must've drank out that bottle, so

but yo I make a lot of sense
although I usually not do
I like to brag a lot 
and lie about my age too
gone  number 7
But yo the other one ain't twenty

realized how bad I had it til you left
All those fucking times I let you yell up in my face
And I would take it on the chin
Because I thought you was the one