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So you got small man syndrome
You're a pint size fella you ask me why?
When your small some look down on you
Little man i've got news for you
Cuz

to ever die
White hand on my shoulder begging, telling me that everything's fine
Missing frequency, I hurt my ears and now I'm suicide
My town made

place?"
If and when he'd come in he would always be upset
All the kids were scared his next syndrome would be a fret

Now that you are older and you

Thanks! You're welcome)
Working a little bit better now buddy?

Well, he collapsed with
Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the ER floor
Anaphylaxis with a pack

Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
I'm doin' what your last ass nigga could never
Fuck up the store, blow a bag

shoulders
Menace in the streets and the sheets ima soldier

She tried to seduce me she gave me a boner
The pussy too juicy Ima raw dog her
I got her squirting

concrete 
Dior Pa Shoulder & Balmain Jeans

Look how the dogs them clean
A certain gyal me pick up from me travel St.E
Gun ina mi hand me lockspot Empty

Slum livin' I been on my shit since ‘96
Wipe my shoulders I'm a soldier
Made it out the trench

Still slammin' and you youngins
On that dummy shit
I

ngiyakwazi
Sonke siyakwazi
Themba nolwazi 
Even when weekend is over
Still in the vision of cobras
Still the Doritos on shoulders
Pick up pieces by my lonesome

Nami ngiyakwazi 
Sonke siyakwazi
Themba nolwazi 

Even when weekend is over
Still in the vision of cobras
Still the Doritos on shoulders
Pick up pieces

Couldn't experience joy if she
Wasn't near us
I remember throwing shots back
'til I collapsed
Waking up hung over in a effort
To give her the cold shoulder

Ride or Die

Xzibit

Weapons of Mass Destruction

2004

look over my right shoulder
Livin' life in my rearview, fuck stayin' sober
Forget back I sit back and wait for the click-clack
Real gangsters want

that think they soldiers guess that makes me Caesar
I got my team up on my shoulders while you in the bleachers
I’m 31 you think I’m outta time then

organisms
Never be the same, irreversible metamorphism
The world on my shoulders, I’m tryna wipe the tears off it
I knew I’ll never change it the day I first

even find his voice
It's a singalong
I made this shit look simple like down syndrome
Damn! Someone always tripping bout my skintone
Probably 'cause I'm

to the train tracks
Want it
You can get it
Baby I can arrange that
Stockholm Syndrome
You will never get heard back
But I don't prefer that
Bust a nut
Then I

shoulder but there's demons involved
Feel I'm so in the cut gotta clean it with gauze
Little bit at the tip of my fingers and I reach for it all
Bet the flow

So if he is damn sure this'll take a while
Thank-you Syndrome for your musical talent
Just because of you I can fulfill my dream
Pursue my life long

bring drama
I aint gotta talk behind a nigga back, I'll tap'em on the shoulder say it to his face
Let'em know I don't do the little boy extra recess shit,

and ain't even Rustle
You are just a chip on my shoulder, no waves, no Ruffles
My squad be rolling out with the machine, ain't talking ruh-roh
Stock-home

outage
They call me Miami because I come with the heat
I have a chip on my shoulder I've been doubted
I never had bluefaces I never had a beat
I'm like

on these beats
I speak for the beast
Got a devil on my shoulder all I feed it is sheep
Wrote your obituary read it and weep
In the cemetery like I hit

now the real her left wit MySpace
Felt like him but wasn't sure my syndrome was imposter
Didn't nobody check on me had to be my own doctor
Some girl

the cops
Because they're killing us, we gotta demand
Reprimanding, they're standing, police state
Military industrial complex, Stockholm syndrome
In your