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think about it 
And I ask myself 
Would it be better 
If it was me who was gone 
But it gots to be the 

Blacc Adonis 
I acknowledge Iam Blacc
Do you

I told ya'll it was another one
I told ya'll don't grab the game
B.L.A.C.C Blacc Goddess

money and power and murder, don't be a bitch get active
this is the way to the top if you Blacc gotta cheat to win, passion
get you nowhere in

it's up when I see him
They only gon hate when you winnin
Run it up that's a hell of a feelin
They gon talk but you better not listen
You ain't gang you

help me with my problems
Keep a couple bitches prolly be gone by tomorrow
Down a couple drinks just to take away my sorrow

It's all that I know (Sorrow)

reach for a ski mask
I might jus go the same route as my nigga Mo Blacc
Still smokin pacc
I got Tino in this baccwood
He tried to run I hit spine
Made him

to the money no distractions
Got to get rich run up get hit
Now and days i be scared to walk in these Streets
I be having nightmares of these Streets that twelve

Feel My Nature Rize

Brotha Lynch Hung

Loaded

1997

(lynch):
Feel my nature rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them

a platinum plaque ambassador
'Cause I don't got one career, dawg, I mastered four
But I'm not done yet
The critical thought is the industry is run by

cameras flash
They Know exactly who we are
Lifestyle Lavish
Never been average
Baguettes in my ice
Don't get blinded by the Karats

Pull up to the scene

. 
Got a hundred round drum and u niggas better pray

Verse 1: 
I'm a be da boss like errrry fuckin day. 
Get dim snow white pigeons make dat bitch

My lil cuz throwin C's up see by how he walkin
I got bloods throwin B's
Them my dogs
Get to barkin
Pump up the volume Raise the roof like my daughter

Reciting verses from Psalms
Let bygones be bygones
This henny that I’m bent on
The blacc swan turn into the Don
Cold case by dawn
They say legends don’t live

big shot
-but when chit take off, all dat huncho chit  stop
-pull up with my migos, so u kno u better bop
-better be on point, I Hurd dizzy wocky
-all

the dressing
You would think I’m buff as hell by the way I be flexin
Yeah bitch I’m clean if you ain’t get the message
If ain’t about a check we ain’t texting

person is perfect so who the hell are you to judge me
M C hammer you can't touch me
The game not over but I'm up by 3
You prolly be better off going

Ayy, I'm true to this game
Do it big 'til they remember your name
Hussle

We still them same niggas that we used to be
Blacc Sam in that sedan, in

Back
Now you doing circles like a 
Cul-de-sac
Better Run it up boy you 
Mistaken
Im slept on but you  
Overrated
That grips gone that tomb 
Vacant
I was

a long way from them all Blacc forces
Pulled up now I'm scorin
I done Pulled up like I'm Jordan
Can't run from it go towards it
I ain't push the button

mine for the better
Cant believe I found her
Yeah I love downers
Xanax and Percocet
On the all black counter
She came off shy but by the night
Turned her

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

on going
Im already knowing
You niggas dont wana see me

Doin better than most of these niggas
Thought i was
Tryna see me fall 
They hopin im not tha greater

not run
Better not run
Better slow down
Better slow down
Better slow down
(Step by step by step by step)
(All you need is some company
Love makes you

spitters
I run my city
You run from willies
Like blunts or phillys
I smoke these faggot Milli Vanilli's
My niggas be with me
Putting the streets on my tracks