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forgiveness
I never thought about Snitching
I know he a tell cause he brought up by business
I'm racing my thoughts and they winning
But they only up by

wanna fuck with the pretty gal from the boogie down
Fly as fuck with creative yearns 
Asap Ferg
You heard 
I didn’t come to play 
Bitches dragging they

bruises
How many times have you seen arguing on Brewsters road
Get a backbone, you owe him nada
Don’t let a man touch because he bought you Prada
Take my

her soul when I look in her eyes

Paid in full like me name A Boogie
All black Glock, match with the hoodie
Sorry baby girl but me don't chase thots
My

Yeah

Rest In Piece MR C


Working on my craft
Getting better by the day
Practice makes perfect
That's what momma told me
As a little youngin

the way, aja aja I like it  aja aja
That's the way, aja aja I like it  aja aja
That's the way, aja aja I like it  aja aja

When you take me by the hand
Tell

pushing
You try your hardest can move a mountain
Big ole' crib the yard got a fountain
Feel like Boogie in the 'gnac I'm drownin
Feel like Yak in the yams

Corruption is not some boogie man out there
You are the source of corruption
And that is a very unpalatable truth

Chrysalis
See the wall
Enveloped by fear

blackness
An I gotta ask this, is BET still owned by a black man?
Cause I don't know
Money running low
Not banking on a hit song
Cause what I been hearing

Dancing with the devil
Hand and hand like a romantic Partner
Half my face shadowed by Darkness
Phantom of the opera
Dark attached to your arteries

Try ducking by hitting a screen when you know that it's you that I'm hunting
Iverson, got style on me
Boogie Cousins, they wild on me
Mediocre hoopers

you dry the tear
And chase the boogie man out my fears
You wipe the drooling beside my cheek
And tuck my duvet when I'm asleep
You tie my shoe lace when

Mention my name
Know you mention a Dawn
Boogie man, Step in like I was John
The one with the Wick
Not the one with the Sean
A different level, I'm sending

(Sex rhymes)
Sell 'em by the pound, come and get mine
(Sex rhymes)
The kind you like with a red wine
(Sex rhymes)
The kind I write before bed time
(Sex

jam
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh with the Franken monster
Playing telecaster

Gonna give me the blues

But even under my bed there is a boogie man
You know it's

Verse I: 

Welcome! I’m the boogie-man, I eat your daughter, you’re scared 
I’m the ghost under your bed, hey girl! You’re not prepared 
Are you

that hate
Thinking how to double the take
Triple the weight
Heavy like my god Dwight Myers
The bang bang boogie, jump up inside riots
I’m quite biased
My

a father first and more than a MAN
I’m a GANGSTA do what I want cuz I can
Just know for sho
I’m number one 
And don’t take me for fun 
Cuz I’m about to give

the next man I'm my own shooter
What you saying boy you ain't about that life
Them hollowtips will get a nigga right
Like queen Latifa fighting for his life

like death-rays strafing y'all punks
Find yourself wrapped-up in duct tape in a trunk

Not breaking the boogie not faking the funk
Don't mistake me for

the pain in my eyes (Oh yeah)
Drip all white, no moving by heart
Stop moving by heart before you stain my vibe
I dey repeat am you staining my vibe
Please no

the girl they want it’s cause you light skin
Scared by my memory handling the jealously
In they rap they say I’m where I’m at cause my pedigree
My father’s

the county
Trying to find a better way
Surrounded by these debts to pay
Looking for a brighter day
But still it's all the same
Nothing new
Several distractions

transformers
Or boogie nights right?
Mark wahlberg on the movie screen
Rather than on the mic like
Mykill Miers I'll do more than slice up your tires
Slicing up