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of my home I must watch
My own money and secure our finances
This is America
So people don't consider stealing
To be stealing
They just chalk it up
Two eight eight eight eight eight
I got a bad bitch just like zero two should see how she feelin me too’
You pussies gon talk drift be out here I
Cabernet
Haters mad and green with envy, I ain't talking gamma ray
I be chasing dreams like they took my shit and ran away
Working real hard until every
and
jumbling, and you wouldn't have had f'king half a dozen, seven or eight, f'king albums of the band, all that
good stuff, to be mumbling jumbling and listening
Wight
Gotta put your trust in Jesus, gone be all right, all right
Dark nights, hoping on the other side, we see light
The pain start to get giant, ain't
Looking at the city on the shoulders of a giant
They'll think my ego so large that I'm stepping on the stars
See the people on the shoulders
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
I'm looking ta take
You on a date, I promise I'll be behaved
Then be headed
We'll be frenchin call me Louis the 8th
In my studio makin songs about
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
places in the Third World it might be difficult to dance to this because
the kerosene record player is not a very efficient device.. .And a lot of times
message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June
Ayo
Sitting right next the beef
Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion
her groove back
The kind of flow that put the rhythm in 2Pac
8 years later
They're saying Ghetto Gospel was
Ahead of it's time i'm like, duh
Tell ‘em I
Yo meet me by the corner
I get god smacked
Every Kickback, smell where I'm at
Yo Let's go I'm
Giant huh
You should try it huh
All y'all quiet huh
I'm
on the Crown
And I'm still the Alpha Dog who be holding it down
Things might have changed but I'm still the same
The same crazy cracker from back in the day
I'm
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
blessed
Me and Perry like juvenile, and Manny French, Howie Sheep
But they ain't following in the Shepherd's steps
When you really walking by faith, you
I slang hits like niggaz slang cavi
I remain like khakis, I guess that's why they mad at me
On a record you might outgat me
but you can't outrap me
my
offends me
It's corporate giants and machines that went against me
I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even rinse me
She said she hot, I said, "Well,
those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it,
satisfaction.
Pumping out albums like reverend run is pumping out children; here's another one
Catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland.
I'm bound to be
(helloween)
Kiske:
Well, japan. we've been there, I think, two times now, and it's always been
A great fun playing there. I like the venues. they are
And they bay watch
But I'm cool
Nowadays my life be lavish
Who I'm out with tonight
It might be a model or
Might be an actress
She might be a ballerina
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