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the matrix
Got me feeling like the man
Lil nigga take a pill, chill Bill yeah
I'm in the field like I'm Jason
I'm Finna kill you
Been in the hills, trying

on hills of bloody 100 dollar bills
But I would still
Rather be out late poppin' pills
Oedi wit the cam snappin' stills
Night clubs with the feels
Run

Dipped in Vaseline

Mickey Avalon

Mickey Avalon

2006

my sock and take the bank roll.
Oh shit you just got lit by an illegitimate kid out the orphanage run and shit.

I'm cumin with styles you can't

told me get in the car
Pull up to the trap and nigga give me my card
Flippin that soft just by whippin it hard
Way I cook the crack i need a Michelin

do
Pick up the phone
Let me call heyzus
Nah
I don't want to be another
Trap star
Plus jail time eat ya life up
My god
Been there done that not again
So

hiding? It's inconvenient, but I've been biding my time
Thinking that I've been sliding by, trying to cover up my crimes
Committed against humanity,

gauge
Internal warfare, maybe I should burn some sage
Moving by my lonely Lord knows
I been full of rage
Wanna spazz out on a nigga
But no I been well

Walking in the building, is a highlight

I'm up in this bitch
Me and my niggas turning up in this bitch
Make it look easy when I'm busting' it switch
Like

Just writing the pages of my life,
I know the way I used to be living wasn't right,
But I got it right, It's my life,
Walking right, and living

Sometimes I want to commit suicide blaze the steel
My father died from having HIV, AIDS is real
Lord forgive us 'cause we hustle just to pay the bills

grinding 
Everyday to get my team up
I do BİG I never do small o
Fake true caller never pick up
And drinks colored up like a p cock 
Smart girl ain't it

(Chorus) 

So I'm walking to my girl`s house,
just to go chill I copped a couple
flowers that was sittin` on the hill i checked
out my breathe hoping that

(Chorus) 

So I'm walking to my girl`s house,
just to go chill I copped a couple
flowers that was sittin` on the hill i checked
out my breathe hoping that

what you choose tho And not walking in purpose gets abusive, let's win some!
Verse: (Angela Wilson)
I'm up and I'm sometimes down
Even through

steak up on my plate with a lil gravy 
Grandma told me be humble and thank the lord cause he's amazing 
But I want to go in mode kill these niggas like

propane like mr hill
This my life and it’s real
My flow electric like an eel
I do this music it’s a skill
My music conscious this ain’t drill
I been

walking to my girl's
house, just to go chill I copped a couple
flowers that was sittin' on the hill i checked
out my breathe hoping that it's minty fresh

and memories jostled by the chain of events
From battling with my ego, to my suicidal wishes
To street living and walking on bare feet
Remembering the days when

I’m stuck and I’m tryna make it out 
And You gatto read my Lyrics so, you gatto get my lines 
Climbed up the hill with the pains in my soul lord
I never

a chill pill
I ain’t taking no pill but I’m trippin' Kill Bill
Roll another joint like Cypress Hill
When she switch I couldn’t believe
Never even thought

different type seeds
Really to feel it unlimited infinity, bill it to symmetry definitely
We mill wind-mill, breaking dance is real, lil bitch high heel my

Stick to Ya Gunz

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

open your head like avocadoes 

Heavy artillery in my facility 
For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz 

[Chorus] 
Yo what up? Ain't nothin' is

York bitches
They be slimy
My girl from Tdot
She did me grimey
Atlanta shawtie be stuck up
Like they siamese
And cali shawties just be walking right by

a row
16 racks that's 4 times 4, 16 racks that's 4 by 4
Walking in buying everything out the store, mhm
Think I'm addicted to fashion, think I'm addicted