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somethin brand new
Oh yeah by the way the name’s young shmoo
Listen up boy I’m just startin I ain’t ever gonna stop, foo
Named Young Shmoo just to honor my

and weeks goes by
I asked myself could I rewind life
Just to see myself in a better light
They wanted fight
But I took my flight
I escaped their eyes
Took

hospitals when you move it’s a collision course
You’re moving in accidental cars
These battle scars I'm wearing ain’t made by designer brands
Record label

to go, Had to bust through the door

Stay in the zone
Too many my niggas, they calling them, play through the phone
Look in my eyes, you could tell I'm

Toss you in the pasta, trying to act cool
When you couldn’t win an Oscar
Rock

I’m dreaming for a trillion
But I know that nightmares come true too
So

From the Bottom

2 Pistols

Death Before Dishonor

2008

at the front door
Half a brick in the toilet tryna flush more

What the fuck, I'm a do now, I'm locked up
How the fuck I'm a get out
On the road to riches

post by the deli
Yo bitch in the Telly
She tell me I'm ready
I know that she ready
I want the Molly forever ever
I'm trying to get high on another level

All new gold shining' so icy soul shine

Prada keep it yeah
Bih yeah
Bih yeah
Bitch I'm trappin' with that trick
Yeah
That bih got brand new tricks
Yeah

activities it isn't even in the same category
Your best friend, your equal, the blue eyed boy next door that you told your
Family was your soulmate when you

all of us 
And I was sped off to hospital in a blind rush 
They say history don't repeat but the driver got shat on by a thrush 

He let go

kill
Cope with the pain just by crackin' the seal
So many problems, don't know how to deal
Voice in my head tell me how I should feel
Know ima die

Lady, I just feel like
I won't get you, out of my mind
I feel love, for the first time
And I know that it's true, I can tell by the look in your eyes

phone (my phone)
I told my nigga "We did it again"
I'm all in, and I'm in it to win
Fifty shows, I'm going all in
Open doors, and we flew in the wind

still pop out like Jack in the box
You ever seen them cook the steak on the salt rocks?
Rituals, I got a brand new load out
Car roll with the doors out,

girl, I promise you this  In the morning, I'll wake you with a kiss    Wanna wake up there right by your side  Brush the hair out of your eyes

innovatin'
Go to the synagogue and they be hatin'
Everybody all up in the matrix
They be toleratin' fake shit
Don't be all up in my face with
Ringin' door

way
As disciples turn to masters
And then the masters die and the kids get savage
Got a brand full of life in a virtual package
Radio brain getting

the door closed on it's own.
But uh, nevermind what caused it, livin' a dream, 
Nothin' in this world powerful enough to pause it.
Sing!

[Chorus:]
I don't

shit ain't up for debate
I'm steady smashing through ceilings, busting down all the doors
I got listeners in countries I ain't heard of before
Feel like

out the Porsche
All this camo like we ready for war
Pole on me when I walk out the door
Where I'm from niggas die by the store
Niggas gone talk they

Hell Yeah (Pimp the System)

Dead Prez

RBG: Revolutionary But Gangsta

2004

at the right time
Soon as the car door open up he mine
We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose
By the look on his face he probably shitted in his

by a car and I gotta sustain,
Gramps busts out, they jumped in fronta my car again,
I don't yet know it but I'm not in luck,
Savin my dad has made

with brute force
I'm kickin' down the fuckin door
We live by the sword and die by the sword
Want my first whip a muscle car fuck that honda accord

time, keep attackin'
Uh, Big Ol' C4, it's a bomb in his jacket
Swervin' through traffic
I'm the one drinkin' the
Syrup by the gallon
Too many doors been