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period. My eyes blood shot period
I know you say it but is you serious, cuz I’m all abouttttt action
I call you George you move curious, smoking pressure

working my 1-2 they not a threat 

Pay me what I’m worth i wont settle for less 

Playing both sides i hope you brought you a vest 

Stand on what I believe

Go to the good heart that is my husband,
Who broods upon what he calls our guilty love: -
Tell him that my love for you, no less than my love for him,

life
They've always been by my side

Call me a doctor I need my medicine soon as I wake up I'm takin my drugs
This ain't enough, I need me alotofit, went

His Grace my admissions ticket (will call)
This Christian Olympics no gimmicks its only by Grace we win this
Crossade Gatorade, Energizer Double A's all

grow 
Never know , Where it goes 
Keep my eyes up on the road 
Let it go, Lift away with the butterflies

Let my heart out 
There's a reason I don't even

the results
I check in with God, my passion be gone
Wasn't askin' for nothin', just compassion is all
Not spectacular fashion, how we addressin' you all
I

It's the Holidaze

Westside Connection

Friday After Next

2002

clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha Grinch
I got your Christmas list
But I ain't buyin' you shit

Tell ya people that I'm comin by (yeah

playin wit ma heart
No my heart is not no fiddle
Told my bro to pass the ball
Ima catch it like George Kittle
Even when I’m in the dark
You can see my ice

my entire life and many adults around me always creeped me the fuck out
If you are a pastor and have a fondness for children and dress like a clown

they sayin', shit
The real is back for a million flat, my last playin' shit
Smokin' out a Ziploc that probably weigh as much as Westside bracelet
Call

in the place that I call home. Where I am able to relax and kick my feet up and get ready for the next day. And Kenneth, Kenneth loves me. He makes

see, where body taps out and your heart beats
You can't Breath! A cry bystanders won't lead, it's a 847 call it a George peek
That Ultra Instinct you

im going trey songz
Durag I'm the Mirror crying tears day gone 

I swear for my lady I'm emotional as they come 

Emotional, devoted , and inspired by

George
I'll be rolling on the floor, throwin' a temper for sure
Had me feeling so good, she really brightened my core
And then she stabbed in the back,

my shoes scuff up my Jordans
Peso fetta guap money I'm hoardin'
Bottom grill nigga I ain't talkin' George Foreman
Sometimes I feel I gotta run it by

All fiddles now
Take me back to Tulsa
Ah, yes
Ah George, tell them about it

There's that gal with the red dress on
Some folks call her Dinah

how they treat us
Got a question for ya
Tell me what happened
To our leaders
They wonder why my heart still cold The world still turns
Fist raised high

Slowcar to China

Gary Numan

Asylum 2

1990

sparkles at times for you tonight.


She forgets that we know,
She forgets who we are


I suppose the things I overheard were quite by chance
The only story

be on heroine
Victory for me, but he thought he would have the narrow win
My aim is to blame, when I load it inside the barrel and
Put the third eye

Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,

heart broken by a real dumb ghetto hoe
Now I'm back in this bitch, I put the knife down
I'm not gonna slit my wrist
What's the matter with Kid? He must be

Play Your Cards

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics [Clean]

2007

outta line, homie)

Call it Hustlenomics, hustle by any means
I got a lotta hustles, a whole lotta schemes
Ain't not enough fingers for me to count on
My

Last Dance

Tru

True

1995

dance, 187 dance, 187 dance, 

fool this will be your last dance, last call for alcohol, I mean blood's spill 

on the wall 



(Master P)