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this famous shit mean nothin' to you
Still keep a gun or two and I still dump at you
Crawl 'fore I walk, started running then I fucking flew
Livin'

the passenger, she rolling up that lavender
Purple cannabis rapture, hit a high like (a Jersey??) in the rafters
You wing a Frazier, some smart players until we

you see how I'm reppin'
Spreading them wings, lately we jettin'
Snooze in the clouds, no I ain't stressin'
I could care less about a hater in a mention

wrong
Cuz I ain't got wings 
So I wave my arms (and I)
JUMP!
Gotta take my chance
Hurry up be'fore I change my mind
N when I land if I break my ass 
So

Oh Yeah

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

Bet we go take us some lines 'fore we go take it to law
Boy I got fire in my eye, look at me [?] and go off
Watch how you come at your fate, nigga

hard to accept now, and it was hard then
But I treated you like gold, I was all in
Spoiled rotten, they could smell you 'fore you walked in
Burnin'

be lost
Man 2-2 step or I 1-2 bop
Can I get a 2-1 wings in the box
And a 1-2 mil for a 2-2 don
Trap hard you ain't got no prof
Man crossed

niggas see me
Better have some passes now, sassy, huh
Stupid boy, don't test me, huh
Four-point-O with a big .45
I'll lose my life 'fore you pass me up

In da Wind

Cee Lo Green

Thug Holiday

2002

six-five
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live (that's right)

You know legs, wings, and short thighs (short thighs)
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then

What you afraid fore? I been tight walkin a frayed rope
Stalagmite might hit my spine, I aint punctual but never mi-miss my stride
Its tense, ion

different than it seems
But I guess I’ll find out, when they come down with they wings
Man Ameen
Get the money get the cream, God willin' man Ameen
I’m just

back
If you should fall 'fore you make it
Then it's alright, it's okay
Just make it back
I'm what you get if Jay-Z and Beyoncé had a baby
Had some issues

Fore my price keep increasing
Poppin in my precinct
Checked off my to do list
This week on a monday
You been less productive than a
Stripper on a sunday

Check myself
Fore I wreck myself
I could never let myself
Fuck You
Slow Down
Had to catch myself
Learn to love respect myself
Fuck You
I remember

Imma kill 'em 'fore they take my momma son
Know I'm thuggin', nigga fuck it
Bitch my grandma tote a gun
Get yo shake back, bitch you run
Brand new opp

fore my eyes twitch
Tell the crow to give it up
You don't control my life bitch

Working on a night shift, I got to hit a thousand
Wait another year

prayed up
Fore I go Insane
Everything gon change
Used to like me
Now she claim I'm lame
Used to love me
Now They hate me
I refuse to be in pain
You my

gonna pay fore they saw me (Where they saw me)
Man these niggas give me cuts now they saw me (Just to saw me)
Now they saw me

I'm so slimey in a block

can't now
Show don't end 'fore I bow
Show you some greatness, how?
You better just quit running your mouth
Running your mouth
Running your mouth
Running

yeah a young nigga shining
Waited my turn it was part of the timing 
I'm gon' buy my momma a car and a crib with a pool 'fore i think about buying some

want 'fore my price keep increasing
Poppin' in my precinct
Checked off my to do list this week on a Monday
You been less productive than a stripper

what it seems
I got all these dreams
Gotta make it 'fore I leave
All I wanna do is
Ride with the guys
Look up to the skies

It's the end of the summer

Tell everybody I'm okay
'Fore I fade away
Tell my mom I'm on my way
I been out all day
I might hit that lay away
Heart beat like 808's
I can't sleep

Angel - Off broken wings
You were once without your daggers
Of misery and pain

Demons - They hold you still
To a lie you can't abandon
And redeem