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Lifestylez Ov da Poor and Dangerous

Big L

Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous

1995

in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shooting shit up like Frank Nitti
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck

HOLD ON TO MY HEART
WRITTEN BY; FRANK TROUSDELL FEB., 8, 2006

WE MET IN A LIFE STORM
SO MANY THINGS WENT WRONG
YOU NEVER LET ME FEEL LOVING YOU

Venezuela, wherever you wanna fly
Ashae, too, and friends, my own streets and my front yard
Mansion by the water, Niagara Falls in my backyard
Frank Muller's

Sometimes you just gotta learn by experience 
Sometimes experience is the teacher 
So I don't wanna hear your ps n qs 
Bc all that outside talk sound

I'm not going anywhere
I don't wanna be known
By anyone

I'd prefer to just stay at arms length with you
can I just be frank with you?
I just wanna

that you know aside
And I'll tell you a tale I saw with my own two eyes

The day they shot down Bonnie and Clyde I watched my momma cry
The day they shot

pit against
You in this Battle Rap
But judging by your intellect -
I suppose ‘Opposites Attract’

Hey Ferb
Help me search for a legitimate diss
Wouldn’t

Parkstone Drive

Russ

Zoo

2018

the worst time
Hurt by your own family is the worst kind
All this shit been happenin' while I was blowin' up
And it's still going on, now you know what's

A yo
I love it when they front like they don't know what's up
I told Term the tables turning stay determined
In turn the niggas gotta come to terms

When I say this they gonn hear it I just hope they understand
I’m gonn pull up by myself don’t get no fear from any man
Got a strap but you can’t

meeting with god
Young Ben Frank how I'm clutching on the rod
Fadin like Kobe, I been ballin like Kareem
Lotta hoes love me I add em to my team
Something

or a neek
I know that she's cute and her face is sweet
But if you mad her one day, that's your life or your Ps

(Look), Rule number four, never fault what

in the trench coat 
Ran up on the car and seen nothing but some dam clothes
she let one go, man down man down
Ran up on that next boy like dare u put

narcissist to think anyone wants to buy a book about him
You know how I feel about Anne Frank
That was a diary
I read the parts about me
My bitch so pretty

at
44 long I'll have it kicking like Ong-Bak
Jakes wan harass me, so I take back streets
Pagans wan catch me, so I keep it ballsed off
Catch me I make you

Oo-oo did you fake it
Did you fake it all along

Stood up by a second chance
Can I be frank just for a minute
But was I wrong to say it now
I had

guess I can't fit in
They gon' hate to say they love the way that Tony blended in
I ain't tryna kick it wit no nigga, he ain't got no motion
Niggas broke

song
She said Its attractive (Ugh)

She said do I really love her
Told her I'm not good at it
Only love my weed and money
I don't do attachments
Choppa

heather, often times was full of game 
And your spellig over Brochy, where oft times the fox did lie 
I love you, Cowan mountain, I love you too 'til I die

out here, name dropping, drop a BEN, Frank for me
Only, name that, work is, Jesus, & yeen even break Tubmans
If u, lookin, for a rider, buddy, I ain't

I'm Frank 
Told me dumb it down for da new kids 
Nah keep it ruthless 
Ima threat 
Gottem by they necks 
Pressure on makes sense why the calling  me

slimmer
Shows the essence of their wealth yer that's inner
Brother chatting shit about the tragedy of J Dilla
U-love another till they quit wish I could

knuckle 
I took risk and prosper, i'm tryna make ps of rhymes like busta 
They chit shit sippin their tea like costa, but your gyal A J like joshua 
Gyal

can't say by to y'all
You sound stupid as hell if you think Eli fighting y'all
New bitch mean as hell she won't even say hi to y'all
Hundred blues in my