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Love's Gonna Live Here:
(Buck Owens)

Oh, the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Love's gonna live here again
Yes, and things're gonna be the way

tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up

This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit
The Three 6 show no love, we quick

tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up

This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit
The Three 6 show no love, we quick

smiles on me
I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree
Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees
And while I can outrun your ass,

yeah she want me on the gang-gang-gang
Yeah she a thot, yeah she want me and the gang-gang-gang
Don't run up on me, you get shot like 1, 2, 3 by

My Wrestlemania XIV VHS broke
And so did my heart
The entire thing is a mess man
It's falling apart
How am I gonna rewatch Triple H versus Owen Hart

smoother
I'm listening for a starter pistol.  
three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows. 
I wanna drill holes in the sky.
I'm in love with

the rips in 'em
Gen 5 Glocks, extended clips
Shit'll get ignant
"Rio, why your pop look like that?"
It's a six in it don't be steppin' 'round my
Kitchen by

I'm finna cop some Rick Owen's
Imma go shop at Chanel
Imma get my stick loaded
Yuh
I'm finna cop some Rick Owens
Imma go shop at Chanel
I'm finna get

one thing, but you weren't willing to do it. 

(Chorus 3)
what i lost 
for attention .
those I loved.
Out of Dimension.
Everybody get lost.
For My

(Club)
Smelling like bud 
I'm getting green, it's tall like a Milwaukee Buck (Buck)
She wanna cuff
But, she showing me and the gang way too much love (Too

(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I

need to make some progression
So let's connect
Erase the division
Yeah So let's connect
See beyond 3rd dimension
Yeah let's connect

Love Hate Stuck

I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch

It's so soulful
Wouldn't you agree
I got to talk my shit
No Hook
It's three point oh

It's coming at you fast so you need to pay attention
Witness

a nigga making money with the music
So I had to come back on the beat on some G shit
If you didn't know by now
I'm something like a lyrical genius
Same hoes

Check it, yeah
Cloudyzeke in Dimension 3, I'm high

I'm sparking, I'm lighting, I'm fighting demons every week
I gotta pray like every week, shawty

(Woah, Woah)
Niggas gonn shoot at you eyes
(3ighty 5ive)
Yeah, i been fucking with the big snake,
For enlightenment, not a big fake
New dimension got alien

That my black friend, he a real black kid
Get your own carton, askin' me for a cig
At the food court, he has 2-3 wings
Then the cops come with

(Harlan Howard - Buck Owens)

I've got a tiger by the tail it's plain to see
Well I won't be much when you get through with me
I'm losin' weight and turnin'

These rick owens these ain't no chucks
Pour two 4's in my triple cup
This three five got me high as fuck
I'm into deep i can't give it up
He lacking off

If I hop out the spaceship
I walk in a bank
3rd Eye open gotta watch for the fake
And Im walking on water
He got found in a lake
Rick Owens down
Its

the movement
Spreading peace and love and straight grooving
Revolution won't be televised 
It's the music

I need two hundred cash in a dash
I don't know where

still on one accord
My treasure wasn't measure by how much I could afford
Thought the stress would've killed my faith
Instead it got restored
Blessed,