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bunts instead of home run
Stuck shunned by sports wand 'n corporate wants
Fran size me up, give me a dad, had from the piss pot to not
Golden arch, super

akadt, ez itt a közúti szintézis. 
 Pár arab egy limóba átveszi a kaszinódat, ász. 
 Beszállsz? Ez Budapest by Night, 
 Nem a Las Vegas. Kapja be Jean

I just want another Summer day
Rollin with the top down, not a care on my pretty face
Shawty by my side like a runaway
Chilling with the fam like

faces one concealed
You better hope you see the real
If not wish you good luck foreal
Either way im gone be fine
Angels by my side
Every time I go outside

And As far as I can tell
Healthy as an ox
Sick flow chicken pox
Talk shit you get popped
Shuck yo corn up off dat cob
Bitches bob like B.o.B
Make you float up

the streets you know ima torch
Cops cant stop me my car in sport
Taking trips to different resorts
Chanel be her bag she dripping in sauce
Now we go eat wit

Feverish Dream

Ninja High School

Young Adults Against Suicide

sorts of good sports, not the lords of 6/4 but the
Kings of timing. we're not down, we know why, because a lot of our
Time is spent wise, like ignoring

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

you sabi your Case
We here for the good music
Make everybody relate
The essence is for the essence to Make sense
Even if no be from your iPhone but From

Hope I Don't Go Back

E-40

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 2 [Clean]

1998

been so damn good
(Said this rap game's been good to me)
Hard times
(But I don't know how long that's gonna be, yeah)

I hope I don't go back

Quarterbackin' [DVD]

E-40

The Best of E-40: Video Collection

2007

fiends like the Tower of Pisa
Damn he's good..

[Chorus: x2]

Now of course you know I ain't talkin' about sports
I'm talkin' about runnin some shit

excellence
that sick kid got a step on him, and that pain put pep in it
my fate lyes how skill B’, this a clutch song feel me
young bruce wayne type discipline

out SoFaygo, they might take you off that map (brrah)
You can stop fake flexing, bob ya head, you know this slap, yeah
Lil shawty said she love me, but

deserving
Jabba the hut
I've been searching
For the force
Every meal
Be 4 course
In my palace
Fuck a Porsche
I want balance
Life's a sport
I got talent
Work

introduce myself, I don't wanna trouble you
Initials spell out RLW
I can be your lover and long time friend
But I'm so caged in, where the hell do I begin
I

a dollar and a dream for if not to make change with?"

Mr. Mistake Maker time taker Walled Laker
Used as a guitar by my pops as the record player plays
But

white doves 
In the sports we play we are the finalist
People be playing you wrong im tidda dis
The love that i have for you is vigorous
Treat you with

this bitty beat it got you groving
'Cause I ain't tryna be another history class
Pray you never gotta look at me through a glass
Fake a good smile like I

Used to be thirsty, now I'm off that sour tip
I'm over water with the chick from custin Powers playing battleshits
Turds float, but I obliterate hope
So

Drop Dead

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)

Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite

talk about sports and bitches/ hate you when you have dreams of rags to riches/ if you acting this kinda black you must rap with some niggas/ this other

my game up now i'm winning
Yeah man i remember those days
Quick temper bull headed i remember those ways
Sports center was my dream but i was stuck in

shit
Sick of you niggas talking ‘bout who they clapped at on wax
This time I’m riding for mines

The game’s fucked up by design
Don’t gotta tell nobody

a sword
I'm slayin these bitches 
I do it for sport 

Fuck bein a good girl 
I rather be a savage 
Fuck bein a beauty queen
I rather be a bad bitch 
I don't