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with no narcs, I can't fuck 'round with no narcs
Baby bottle and it's dark, I remember serving carts
Had to hustle, made my mark, selling acid by

ain’t let em slave you, did it your own way
Instead of quick change you ran ‘em the long way
In every interview you gave us knowledge by the stock
Get

Born and raised
Southside of LA
What’s the deal though
Mesmerized by the gangs
What’s the deal foe
1:00AM Western and Fig
What’s the deal hoe
Ten

at 2:00

I stepped to the window to hand my papers in
Your interview's tomorrow, be here by 10:00
I said I need the money to pay my rent today
Don't you

Gun ins Gesicht

Du willst ein Interview? Fick deine Mutter, Bitch!
Du willst ein Autogramm? Fick deine Mutter, Bitch!
Mein deutscher Schäferhund

Eine Line von mir und du stürzt ab, wie ein Flugzeug
Erzähl mir was von Kriminalität und einem Drive-By
Ich chille lieber auf dem Dach mit Blick auf die

LYRICS – GOLDEN LIKE FLEECE

(Interview about his Grandma)
|CHORUS|
LET ME TELL YOU – LET ME TELL YOU LIKE AN OG TOLD ME
NEVER QUIT ON YOUR DREAM CUZ

Niggas snitching dropping statements in them interviews
I'm too rich to get the posting the subliminals
State to state i'm crossing boarders moving

a crazy claim
Even though there's video published by the government
Straight from the Air Force shared with the public
In the New York Times and it's got

an interview
So done with that interview, it's stuck in the rear view
You closing all the doors and the windows
Shut out the world when you feel like it
Too full

gon' have to write my sentences

But these more than synonyms, this shit could get subliminal
No interviews, my interview could take the game and feed

wanna answer questions
no not at all
I don't want no interviews
Bitch this ain't no letterman
I know I got closed doors
I could never let 'em in
Who they

And I don't want to argue with your bitch ass , nigga, ayy
Bitch, you do all them interviews, ayy
Come on, great nigga, mount and talk to me, nigga

up, bring it back
I had an interview with my inner youth He asked a new me, what's gettin' into you
I said, you askin' me questions like an interview

turnt)
And we gon step and spin until he meet my brothers
Like Let's put an end to dude (Let's go)
Ion do no talking I don't like interviews (Don't like

Shorty tryna vibe
It ain't a surprise
Getting to a bag
Know I'm outside
If I'm ever down bad
Just tryna see if you
Gon stick by my side
What's in our

lost
It's all a blessing
This for them interviews
And them burning questions

I think I'm better now
I think I'm healing now
I think it took a minute

that mean tone
I'm just needing you blinking my ring tone
Girl I'm so into you
I'm tryna get down need an interview
You the flyest up in the room
What

round up the troops

She wanna hang, but I'm busy in the booth
GME for life, you not in the group
I'm famous now they asking for interviews
I told

Swallowed by wails of by failures I've earned this
Surrounded by your whaling sailors I'll learn it
This is my last chance, my last chance to pull

You Got

Mêlée

Devils & Angels

2007

We lose our confinement.
Few months go by
Years I might die.
So here in my mind
I dream of the time
I can get you alone
So close and alone.

I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's

Where Are You

B.o.B

Strange Clouds

2012

support him
I never thought you would sell out
You're becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show
You walked right by me, I'm like

(yeah)
Yeah, kickin' shit like Liverpool (kick)
Told them, "'Pon the daily, gotta get a job"
Uh, shorty brought a Glock, to his interview (bang)
Ooh,