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Murder 2

Mystikal

Unpredictable

1997

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Possesed that nigga that hurt her
100% black queen self every women
Nigga you lost your fuckin' life when you took hers from her
You took her

Still in Effect

Freeway

The Chain Gang, Vol. 2

2003

niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its

That's when this thought process
It really changed for me
If I'd ever wanna go for diamond
I'd have to open the mind
By closing the blinds
Become so divine

a sequence to free my soul from the demons that Haunt me
Oh, sorry
I forgot to introduce myself
I'm introverted, so I'm told
So I'd rather show you my soul
I'm

homies
I feel like it'd drive home the idea my mind's gone
And 23 years of living and not a speck on the record
But 24 years of living I think I'm ready

momma 
I’d no choice 
Kill em niggas in the streets 
Those lost fucking boys 
 Throwing Wraith on my name 
Jump out of a private plane 
Top down Hermes

cost of exhaustion
To salute the moon above paradise
Lost and you're a spectator, stringent
Inch by sacred inch shoveling coal
Into my earthworm soul

Complain

Poor Old Lu

Mindsize/Sin

2000

recording started, this song was among those that were veterans by that time, and, in fact, we even recorded a rough demo for 'Complain'. One of the notable

on my mind N what’s comin next
If I had to take a guess....I’d presume this
Days will pass by, and I’ll reminisce 

DAYS GONE BY
DAYS GONE BY
DAYS GONE BY

FV Till I Die

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

till I D-I-E, my nigga

Yeah, you behind if you don't know the power (nigga)
Product this shit the moment Ruthless started goin' sour (what?)
Niggas

And I'm motivation for their rhymes, who
Me? D-dot-E-N-D
The dude who don't even got one EP
Only rip remixes like its sweet 
Oh dude must think that he's

Moving on to Owain and I'm say we'd all agree
When that man gets ketty or he's lost in on MD
Or he's smoked all of the weed again and is splayed out

looking back just to regret it
In my room, writing lyrics, by myself, till their perfect
Had a daydream by my life- *sigh*, here let me explain it
There's

lost his wife rip my auntie
She probably watching down on me pour out this brandy
Always have a mask on my face vigilante
Chopper gets to thumping make

bout' nigga scram
Nigga hollin' on the ground Might catch her up and then I face him

Two grinds and wrote this album Baby Joe, make him eat his maker

on the circuit
Took a ride on a detour
To tie up any loose wires, inspired to work
By the words of those sayings I lost my nerve
So if you wonder why this music

you from deep in the slums
Only way you make it out is by the barrel of a gun
All I wanna do is rap go to a different place and have some fun
But lately

Aye Rod, do or die, you revolutionized all styles of super fly
Suit & ties to every single Jordan, yeah, you knew the vibe
By the way, I still ain't

I don't wanna runaway
Know it's probably best to go but foreign forces make me stay
Used to look up at the sun, it come 'round and then we'd play
Now

it
Lookin' like I just bit the apple off
My momma died
I lost my mind and couldn't cope with it
And niggas kept on pokin' at my open shit
So I sold

Alright man so I gotta ask
Have you ever dealt with any stalkers?
Like fans that are stalkers? You
Know what I mean?
You'd be surprised bro I mean

Feels like innocence has been lost in the night 
It's like everybody nowadays got something to hide
I should push passed all of it and just get

Thinking of the past life with my boys 
Causing ruckus making noise 
I never expected so many die
So many lost to the wrong life and living a lie

used to not fuck with me
But now my visions clear you see, y'all boys finna envy me
Nawl dawg dis dat envy yea the album, nigga hating on me 
But we