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you running?) fab!

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Genius Annotation 4 contributors
Originally only appearing on the CD
Version of Made In heaven as a hidden track
This

looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby

haters 'round my way
But that paper I must chase
So I act like I run track
Treat my life just like a race
Ain't no pump faking no way
You miss every shot

Aye yo ryan i know its hard to get back get back
But dont worry youre on the right track right track
Dont let the devil tell you cant make these

am I supposed to do
With 2 minutes of trash that ain't even produced by you
How you gonna let max hop on the track
When you dissed him 10 times flat in

Choo Choo Ch'boogie

Foghat

Zig-Zag Walk

1983

whoo ch'boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack

I'm gonna settle down by the railroad track
And live the life

Whoa
You know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas done forgot about this shit, mane
These niggas trippin'
Uh
Hey (Zaytoven)

Maison Margiela, I'm

Ayy, uh
I'm in a Jeep, but it's a Track'
Lookin' for lean, she call it crack
My baby lean, walk on my back
Find a way to leave me
By myself,

tell by the laces, they tight
Or are you only focused on the steps that I'm taking in life
And then you got the ones who claim a guy that's everyone's

going track for track 

I mean record for record 
Back and I'm better than ever 
Talking 'bout money you know what I'm on 
I gotta leave by the morning

did it?
How you claim to be a rapper when you don't rap?
You have no tracks
You sound like a white Kodak
Fuck that!
We don't need another one of those

on the ground
It’s like playing on and on the same chords
It’s like turning round and round
I follow your tracks, I follow your tracks
You’re my only man you

track with no effort
You ain't on my level lil nigga you need to catch up
I've got no time for no extra
Everyday steady applyin mo pressure
Been a beast

sit by my lone so I can do what I wanna
Track the drama
She said no drama I holla
Pick up the phone cause I feel bad when I Ignore her
B-b-b-b-bad when

again
Track number 2
Sorry to repeat myself
But maybe you'll understand
I'm targeting an ex girlfriend
Maybe I should say names
But nah
You know who you

time you out the hood
That's good now stay on the grind

Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days

Yea
Mula
Ya'll in ya feelings while I'm in my bag
Run it up four by four on the track
Backing it up all I'm talking is facts
I ain't friendly you

Caruso comes in at 1:40 - (good in-point for actual track at around 2:40) 
Note: music is “tucked under” as if we are hearing it from one side of a door

cannot at all, yeah
I'll be smokin' Jamaica
That's word to Ms. Richardson
Double entendre this wordplay Olympian
Shit do not change by which lane that you

different I've been in this game By the end of the track, you'll remember my name
Rappin' right now, just currently lame They'll just pop it cause they

Fuck You
This ain't a sad track, it's one to remember me by
Though a talk about death can never be fine
You can play this track back like every night

on naked skins
Don't care where you been, must be born again 
The son of man I recommend, do you understand 
Got to chill and breathe like fish gills
Until

ain't the pits
Homie a lion
Homie a pit
Get a track we gonna shit
Painting them pictures
Given em tricks
Way too much shit
Money you get
People gon watch

a monster Imma show you what I'm dreaming
Imma break in rip up the floors for no reason
I be spazzing on tracks like I do it every season
I'm icier I'm