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Pump cancers in our teens 
That dilute our genes 
Endorphins and doper means 
In thirty five nineteen
Mussolini and his team
Try over throw the king

to pay me this back..
Just keep it..
Sir..
May you and your family live long..
Mmm.. What?
It seems like the father..
had gotten some advice from

Stop playin' with me, stop playin' with me bitch, stop playin' with me
I'm like the B.G.'z I'm gat totin'
By this time it's the bulldog barrel smokin'
I

Yeah, yeah (Dig)
You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah yeah)
You know just sayin' how I feel
Everything off the top, you know
Uno, I killed it

I went

and gives me a really nasty look, like I'm a crook
So I say: Why are you mad at me, why so mean
I'm no Harvey Weinstein

Wherever you go in So Flo you're sure

always say, no pain, no gain
Nigga, I come from the gutter, it was pain every day
Tell me, what would you say
Scrape it off the bottom of the plate
Hit

Man, I love it when a thooter
Get to talkin' like she rich
I'll put fully on you and switch whips
Water on my wrist, give a fuck about a bitch
Bro sell

Body and Soul

O.F.T.B.

Death Row Archives: The Soundtracks

2007

on the streets, still had to have it (body and soul)
Back on the scene a full fledged fiend
Pull a scheme and get high by all means (ooh)
A quarter spoon a day

you're not like that, just stop it, akh (stop it)
Tell my lil bro, "Shoot him and lock it back" (ayy, lock it)
Jummer rocket that, PR pocket that
Bro

For cheddar we mash on sight
I done came a long way
Ain't no time to be being broke
United for cash we got's to get paid
By any means necessary
Live

of shit you build from nothin' no it ain’t for none to take
For as long as I'll be living pray the lord will keep me sane

I gotta go by actions they don’t

Took 5 sons, 16 daughters
Different city, same thing
When we gon change the gun law?
But they'll stop you for having weed in yo car
Tell Blacks to be

I’m coming from the Wes-Kaap west coast
It’s like Cape Town and Compton are step bros
If you don’t understand our slang keep your bek closed
I grew

gettin crazier
Then they go and blame the year, like every year
Everything been made to fear, someone needs to make it clear
Cause everything been shaking

Catch
Me
If
You
Can
Backtrack to '85, had it all planned out
Sunny June afternoon, knew that it would pan out
Building up enough nerve, let too many

pad in plastic, so it don't get splashed with splatter
From when I take your head and gash you, till the blade comes out the back
Feel like God got me

Asking yourself if you're ever going to make it and
What exactly it means to you
What exactly it was that I thought I would do
Still kicking myself for

these ties
Cause its easy to accept
When everything starts to capsize
I really can't just stand by
I rather be the bad guy
But I dont need you

Intro:
Da, Reddy Red, Homicide, Eagle, Free,
Nah' mean? (Do it like we used to)
Real, uh- huh
Red, Pabi, What up? Yeah.. Ishmael

[Verse 1]
I

Like an eclipse through the mist but with red lips and hips 
Walked by, turned around and came over to sit
Rolled a spliff and then we split 
Dried

enter your yard anything you get, by force we collect 
AK47, M16 Mamprusi Line akwadaa killer (gagaga) forget 
Fine boy no dey put money for pocket 
We no

want you to know that you,
Girl, will always be my boo.
No matter what we have been through.
You've been there for me,
So it is only right that I'll be

was pray, but now I wonder how much of it did you hear?
Because I feel like if you heard me, then he would've been healed
So you'll have to forgive me

and still I'm somehow useless
I tend to dislike when music gets abrasive-ish
You know what it's like depression in your face and shit
For this I tend to make