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to six pack
Didn't make all state
But ya dame
Still in good hands
Ever since uh jit
Always called me big man
Had to cut certain people off
Now they big mad

to stay alive I'm running out of luck
It's all confusing hell it all has me mentally stuck
Man why don't I just get run over by a fucking truck
People

endeavors it don't matter 
People get so blinded by they malice 

Just cause stars align to satisfaction 
Doesn't mean you matches to your values

I was nameless
I be out by myself, I forget I'm famous
I still hang with the gang
I been throwing fingers
Keep that five by my side
I'll throw it

Everytime I want to be on my own
But I still meet new people
Riding on, with a flight beyond
With a flight beyond
I’m traveling, being a traveler, running up

nothing 
So how I'm running 
People rather be fake then get to the money 
How they hate me and love me 
Man Damn that's funny 
People often get lost

Icing all out like I’m D Lo, By the three oh still living by the G code
Balance out the game like a seesaw, yeah I’m lethal Gotta do it for my people

What a time to be alive
We being hunted by the opps and the cops
Thank the Lord that I survived
I ain't running I been right here on the block
They

the impact that
People hating on me said that I'd never have
Even when I am in last
I'm still up on they ass
Cause people running laps
Think that they moving

Lone Wolf

Hank Williams, Jr.

The Bocephus Box [Capricorn]

1992

a lone wolf.I don't ever look back. 
Hey I am a lone wolf out here on the prowl 
And most of us have been penned up but I'm still running wild. 

Hey

Made with Clay

Life passes by while I'm making plans
Get caught up in the chase, lose my way with where I stand
Running outta time, I'm running

a few people remain

I'll drink a beer alone tonight
I've been running on my pride
But baby don't you worry
I'll come back home; I swear I'll hurry
There

I can't feel no love again
I'm leaning off the drugs again
Suicidal, I'm by myself
I still don't get no fucking help
I still don't get no fucking

What is fear
What is fear
Fear is an emotion
Fear is an emotion
That be running wild
Running crazy round
Fear takes over
Moves in and sets up shop

If he up he gon blast (If he up he gon bow)
Now them boys running fast
Yeahh
I done got me a bag (I done got me a bag)
You still need bag (You still

Running this shit nigga we just winning races

Lap 1 lap 2 run it up count it
Lapdance lapdance on the dick bouncin
 Sipping on ace got bottles by the cases

Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she

at me
So hear the true star from the future
Sayin' it will shoot ya
And even though I said I don't care you know I do still

I don't care what you people

I'm) running way behind you

People like me are meant to hold the world, shape it
Open doors and backdoors, gaping
We all have a past and we cannot erase

he's been drinking like a fish
Man, I never been a bitch, the dream was getting rich
But they still sleeping on me peep the level up
My music got

just work his three jobs and take care of my niece

Government corruption still making it hard to function
Psychos running up in the schools, bussing for

the temptations all over these nations
I pray that you show that I still can do good
These problems are coming I won’t keep on running with you on my side
Keep me

Failbait

Cypress Hill

>Album Title Goes Here<

2012

and his general
The nature stands with us, ready for war
We done talking two digits and we still want more
I could call you up by name but what the fuck

But driven by who is in us, who is for us,  He is with us
And He knows all of the pieces the dark and indecent yet still
Called us as his people that