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I'm really not even fucking with
Never show her my real side
I fucking struggle with
When I come up dog
I swear that it's heaven sent
All this hell

house
Grab it right from my brother house
I'm trapped out
Workin' like a bitch
Cause I'm trapped out
Twerkin' with the clique
I got kicked up by my uncle

1, 2, 3, 4
I'll throw you like a rock out by the seaside, by the shore
5, 6, 7, 8
Bitch, I'm not no pussy, I be lifting all those weights
I'll scoop

to this music, ah
Ah. When it comes to this music
Once again I let the inspiration hit in oh
Seven oh nine, I redefined, my
Preestablished musical paradigm,

Doing Bad

B.G.

Chopper City

1999

for twenty, 
2-5, 11-5, or the muthafuckin' even 5
And I'm servin' 4 and a half to 28
And I might front it if you come straight it and not late
Try

So the worst day of my life?
Well it started like this
I woke up at 7 cause
Somebody was calling my shit
I normally don't get up 'till noon
But last

eyes
Waking up in a bad dream
Living inside a scream
There's hell in your bloodstream
We're seven seconds, we're seven seconds from Babylon

You can't

(Baby Ralo reincarnated Raloway shit Rest up Ackafool Jdot in this bitch)

We not ducking shit we on your ass boy don't come outside 
We bend your

by[03:11.68]I know it comes and goes in the blink of an eye[03:18.45]So I will make it right tonight

of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

Oppenheimer also displayed a great deal of courage in his race to come up with the designs of the nuclear bombs but lived with guilt

Tear It Up

B.G.

How You Luv That?

1998

it in your mouth put it in your butt
Breathe it up like town 
I represent down
7 ward nigga with a mean-mug frown
Knock a bitch out, then wake

7 wars up in the
7th Ward, but I'm number 11, yuh
Attention getter, ayy grey Beretta, ayy
Slain ya' whole gang in
The motherfucking cellar, ayy
Κλείσε

to the seven, MAC-11
I'ma send another fucker to heaven, are they really even gonna let him?
Send him back 'cause they see that his soul has been standing

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case [Clean]

1994

When I was in junior high goin to Marshall
The homey use to come up to the school and rock
And leave and have the bitches flockin his jock
Damn them was

show you how
So come on and sing it out right now

One, two, let me love you
Three, four, love you more
Five, six, seven, eight, nine
Ten, eleven,

out
I go in and cash out, barely look at tags now
I'm deep in my bag now
Came by myself but I leave with your friends
Fuck on 11s ain't fucking with 10s

is, is just a plot
On top of the hill you may find nothing
ct the bottom is the quarry lay the eggs
For you to bring up carefully
You stood by me for no

to think
I been pissin' out a couple bentleys
That shit come from drinking pints
Family keep on asking for some money so I moved away
Pull up on a foreign

Pleasures of the Harbor

Phil Ochs

The War Is Over: The Best of Phil Ochs

1988

feet
To shipmates he must join
She's counting up the coins
He's swallowed by the street
Soon your sailing will be over
Come and take the pleasures

Sometimes a Circle

Louise Goffin

Sometimes a Circle

2002

in Manhattan

Sometime comes, it's hotter than heaven
She picks up mascara at the 7-11
There's a lot goin' on but nothin' happenin'
Make her

And have you heard of
The pyro kinetic homeboy?
Diablo icon, followed by him walking out of
A flaming house with his hands up
Surrendering to a large police

niggas we done it
My neck be flooded
12 on me, I'm gunnin
We dumping them 7 6 2's
Like Chris you better run it
Came up from the block
I ain't pushing no

Yeah shout out to 5ambeats for this one
I just had to do this
Now what I'm about to say
It may... fuck it

I'm just gonna come in hard
Ain't a dick

up on tracks like a trolly, my golly
Like Bob Marley, we jammin', by all means
And real gangsters don't talk shit in magazines
5, never judge a rapper