Love Book of a Criminal

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Hoosier is the official demonym for a resident of the U.S. state of Indiana. The origin of the term remains a matter of debate within the state, but "Hoosier" was in general use by the 1840s, having been popularized by Richmond resident John Finley's 1833 poem "The Hoosier's Nest". Anyone born in Indiana or a resident at the time is considered to be a Hoosier. Indiana adopted the nickname "The Hoosier State" more than 150 years ago."Hoosier" is used in the names of numerous Indiana-based businesses and organizations. "Hoosiers" is also the name of the Indiana University athletic teams and seven active and one disbanded athletic conferences in the Indiana High School Athletic Association have the word "Hoosier" in their name. As there is no accepted embodiment… more »

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I woke up this morning with a lone state of mind
Figured I call you and tell you I think we wasting time
I know I probably done told you this shit a hundred times
But I can't deal with your emotions can't even process mine
From now on it's strictly murder as I grab my nine
I take the urgency in the city just as I sign
So tony stark protect my heart with a bundle of iron
Before it's all said and done then somebody dying
And plus cuzzo said he riding so you know I'm riding
I'm tryna turn this quarter that I got into a nine
I think the way that shit turned out was by design
So we gon get this lil paper one rock at a time

I tried plenty of times but it ain't pay off yet
So if trappin was a sport ain't made the playoffs yet
Simply put I need all the chicken and all the grissle
Just me and cuz he got his pistol I got my pistol
It's art on the pavement the body's be the stencil
While this is true right back to you yo body on my mental
The way you lay across my chest as I inspect your dimples
Murderous rhythm I kill the pussy and instrumental
It's hard to love a nigga like me I don't make it simple
While I'm busy in the streets it's a flame to be kindled
Told you I would kill a nigga he got in the middle
Why don't you open up and read the love book of a criminal

Jump in the water get wet with me
I want yo heart but the sex I need
Feel like it ain't much that's left for me
Niggas wanna kill me it's my destiny
Till then baby I'm ride with my pistol on my side hoping I don't run into police
Hoping that you stay if you don't then it is what it is lil baby don't check for me

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