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A million ways to get it
A million ways to die
Pick yo poison and anointment
Don’t run the latter dry
Heed them warning 
Catch them blessings as we

to jehova like everyday like I know jigga 
Ain't talking trey songs 
When I say dat I know trigger 
Lion ah tiger but earned da stripes
It feel like I know

for the next song
Catch a nigga outta bounds and get him stepped on
What up Kidd
Brodie walked in with the shhhh under the trench coat
Fuck if you got

D devil in mi veins
And d sin inna mi brain
You could tell by the way mi spit all addi flames
Light it up
(tsst)
Torch dem
Grim Reapers affi scorch

Terrible Terrible
I gotta keep a strap for them scenarios 

Death star
Blowing up yo world
I'm like invincible 
Cooping pleas
Yall boys keep on Folding

Keep Ballin'

Hollow Tip

Thug Status

old school drops on gold feet
Roll sweets wit the bomb in it
Smokin' on bomb spinach
Ride by you wit the 100 spokes spinnin'
No linen, I'm just thugged

Does it really match with the guy that I see? (Facts) uh, uh
(We should do a record, yo, I got this nice beat)
You want something from me but got

that fucking day I'll keep on getting fucking high 
(I take a look at my life, as it flashes fore my eyes)
Look, Sometimes I cry 

Yo, we need to escape

I'll admit it
Every time I ask all I hear is crickets
Y'all some broke boys, still off at yo momma's house and on the couch
Don't take advice from

Porkchop: Yerr
E Low: Yo Chop, did you get that song done?
Porkchop: Nah, I didn't get it quite done with it yet I'm still working on it man i'll

yo, I'm bout to let it go and build myself an ice castle
Solitude is all I wanted dude, it's such a hassle
I'm feeling dumb and dull, i'm losing

her tone
Fucked up(cd lib)
This my life changes wrote all in this song
It's real(cd lib)

(Hook)
cll things change cll these changes anyway
cll things

Suavemente
You can be my baby
We can chill out by the lake
And whip in a new Mercedes
Got yo number in my phone
Gonna hit you up tonight
Where we

Dirty Dancin'

The Product G&B

Ghetto & Blues

2001

[Wyclef]
Ladies N gents 
Back by popular demand
Its the G&B with Carlos Santana

[Product g&B]
Li we in up in here its not a game no more
You

mean, oriental poison

Oriental poison

Hey ma (what's up?) I'm yo gangsta kid
No GT, money, but a platinum hit
I wait for a exclusive major deal

here Guantanamera
roots linked in a deep feeling
which through the years
were growing
and day by day it´s kept up
narrow links between brothers of rap

(Enviyon on the mix)

Count bands and count my blessings 
I know being broke depressing 
Told mom it's no more stressing 
Thank you thank you thank

that’s on my mind
Big brudda stay up in my ear like lil bitch just take yo time
And bitch we living by that law if these niggas try to outshine
Others

dirt by yourself cause these niggas gone get yo ahh 
Gone on a mission did that to homie
These niggas be tripping they play 
Then it's gone be a killing

know boo is you interested
And if you say no cool still ima get you hipped
I know it sound good but it feel better once I show
I back it all up like you

rapping on yo song gotta pay the fee
Out shopping with my mask like I'm finna go ski
It's a srt in this Cherokee
In vip ain't show id
And I came wit

Yo 303FRANK man

I ain't asking no questions I only provide you with facts
You can stack it yourself homie call it Mind craft
Free energy intuition

(Wooowoo wowowowowo
Wowo wowo wowo wo wo
Wo wowo)

Ayo
Once upon a time
I walked in on I lovin' on this lil mama
Woah Nelly
I was twisted up
Doggin'

doubt music's so reassuring  
Starting a text but Im never gon send it
I wonder where you see us after the friendship
Watching yo project like yea I can