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The First

Tegan and Sara

The Complete Recollection: 1999-2010

2010

that the future

Wasting time in the fast food line
I decide to walk the fine line
And celebrate life celebrate death 
I choose to celebrate

abuse it
Let the lord make my path I know I don't gotta choose it
Are you really bout that action
Bible blicky on my side we get to clapping
Breaking down

It's 2021, and I ain't kicking it with no new niggas
And by the way I named this project "ICEYLATED"
Because I'm staying away from suckers
I'm who

Credit or Cash 

Hook - 1
Come here put your face in my lap 
Suck me dry till this nut hit you back 
Counting 100s she smoke out the pack 
I got good

had to ignore a hundred signs
You gotta watch who you choose for your homies I had to chase this bag by my lonely
I got a couple chains now they on me

to the top, it's a hundred millions, baby
A hundred million I hope you don't be needin' me when you by yourself
I need some new pockets, cause I can fortune

Blackout

DMX

Tribute to DMX

2005

a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
You pay 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a hundred for The LOX (yeah)
And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop

The First

Tegan and Sara

This Business of Art

2000

that the future

Wasting time in the fast food line
I decide to walk the fine line
And celebrate life celebrate death 
I choose to celebrate

me
Niggas claim I owe them, but they really owe me
The only one can say that, don't nobody own me
Everything I do by lonely
I ain't choose the streets

if you choose
You can hate if you want
But every night I'm wide awake
Sending prayers can you hear me lord
When I'm alone I'm always trapped inside my

24 hours to live...
24 hours to live...

Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
of sand drop from the hourglass
It's how much time I got

the public
But still I push weight that make the ghetto's quake
By all means I've seen I've lived
By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed

cuz this life takes patience
And I live like my life is racing
I got nine lives and I count my days
I counting guap
I need a hundred, three zeros a lot

Something always gives
It's a matter of the time you waste
And here I am out of your focus

It comes down to you
The direction that you choose

hundred years old)
Lots of them i've fantasized
About finding a shop filled with so many they
Wouldn't accept my credit card but
The dolls were really
Way

you're never too old to start
So do your part and just. be. smart

They call me white devil, whip cracker
Even though I'm not evil, after four hundred

more souls, I've! Spent too much green on thots
I've! Pulled some springs to get by, While? Bumping don't kill my vibe
I've! Been hiding like a God, I

cm ready for the good and the bad times
cm ready for the winning plus loose sides
Can't slack for a minute never do that
Keep it one hundred all time

the nba but baby I can pick and choose
Is we gone slide in the night time
I can do a 100 flying down 285
And it's still fuck your boyfriend you ain't gotta

right ninety percent
Of time will really
Get paid hundreds of times more by the market
So very often it's not
Something used to sounding
Your reasons

'm turnin' with it
And if you driftin' by this curb, you gotta turn with it

Woah, I'm comin' back now
I'm comin' back now
I'm comin' back now
I'm comin' back

was flying arms
Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send 'em back like George McFly
I be holdin' this
Travel ground like a motorist

and I'm already on my seventh ounce
10:30 I be up inside my pigeon's house
When it strikes noon, light the flute
Bite the fruit, inspired by the loot
Throw

just know that it's tough
Nigga, I'ma cop it (woah)
You gotta think it through, you willin' to choose by the way you movin' off knowledge
you gon'see