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And they furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart
I know I can't escape
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with
And they furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart
I know I can't escape
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with
Look out! Joe got his hook out
He's lookin' so han'some
Guaranteed trouble
Why'think you see'n stan' some
He'll furnish it double
So look out
promise peace but furnish pain
All of life's sweetest joys combined
Could never match those in another time, oh

And though I've put my trust in Christ
But what about me
Got no soul to sell
Refused salvation 
Did my time in hell

No absolution, no alibis 
Just belief and doubt and then we die
We furnish
I've orchestrated designs while they slept, quiet as kept
Everything that you heard in advance is just a glance
Of the landscape, furnish we Crops
And furnish me with tape,
But deep inside my heart
I know I can't escape.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With
[Styles]
Catch me in the dirt ?
In the ? porche burning out
Head across seas, bout to turn it out
Coming back home to a furnish house
We three
in money my furnish was decades you hear what I'm sayin'
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan
The whole New York City
I said I love you to death, and you
furnish a 'Llac, in the hood
African's be drivin cabs, in the hood
In the streets the ghetto is hot
And the illest gangsters, on the block with cops, in
uh (I don't know baby) (with it)
(I don't know babe) bring it back one time

(Now) All up in money
My furnish was decades
You hear what I'm sayin'
garlic
I beef on the streets (gun jammin)
why'all beef let's meat/meet like Subway sandwiches
You have no idea
Crackheads furnish your homes like IKEA,
han'some
Guaranteed trouble
Y'think you c'n stan' some
He'll furnish it double
So look out
the props
Now we out to furnish properties we own
That's right (so) cats might know we ain't home
My throne's threatened by fiends, try to do dirt
Play
one time

(Now) All up in money
my furnish was decades
you hear what I�m sayin
Oakland, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan
[what are we, what are we
verses
This bigger lips in person, nigga spits some burn so urn the shit
Furnish the flow until my pockets green, Kermit's dick
The Miss Piggies with
a bitch in a minute check game hoe I'm po
And I ain't got no motherfucking cash flow (that's right)
Never would furnish a hoe, ride her around in some
Catch me in the dirt 
In the porche burning out
Head across seas, bout to turn it out
Coming back home to a furnish house
We three deep, What?,
in money my furnish was decades you hear what I'm sayin'
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan
The whole New York City
I said I love you to death, and you
(I don't know babe) bring it back one time

(Now) All up in money
My furnish was decades
You hear what I'm sayin'
Oakland, Bronx, Queens,
my nourishment
I know how to cherish it
I know how to decorate your wall and further furnish it
I'm a burn your shit down, this is what the furnace
[I don't know babe] bring it back one time

(Now) All up in money
My furnish was decades
You hear what I'm sayin
Oakland, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan

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