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Daylight Hours

Unlinked Artist

Perfecto Chills, Vol. 3

2006

of time

Lets venture forth into the unknown
Heads bursting with light blazing through the uncharted streets write our names
Fifty feet high in

fifty times I been around the block
And not a signpost up ahead
I found another way to turn around the clock
I think I'll sleep it off when I'm dead

Cause when I'm right here
I know I'm running shit
You get that fifty yen punishment
How many rounds do you want
How many seconds you need
They gon think

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

out da streets and put my mama in ah foreign
I just put up 50 bucks' wit agent zero Aron Gordon

When u catching big plays you up early in the morning

and move it
Come back with them 50's 
She a good girl but wit a hood nigga and committed
What's understood girl don't needa be said sit back and listen
Do

choppa
Hit you blaka, blaka
Straight through the mud
I'll tulip with them slugs
50k on your head
call your mama and your sister
By the night you fucking

the day Im blind

Restlessly sleeping, awoke by some sort of power
Two fifty-six in the morning, a familiar hour
Is it our nature that makes them feel

tryna survive from that action        
Skate on a man its gon'e be a disaster 
Word on the street he a G but he still movin faster
Babylon pree in

What, what?
(This goes out to the general public)
Yo you over there Styles? Yeah dog
(Anybody sleepin' on us) second album nigga two guns up nigga

matter the fucken cost
 
Shout to ma niggas 
Who be hustling In the streets 
Hated by law 
But the baby gotta eat

And Fuck the system too
It don't matter

matter the fucken cost
 
Shout to ma niggas 
Who be hustling In the streets 
Hated by law 
But the baby gotta eat

And Fuck the system too
It don't matter

Extradition

Ice Cube

War & Peace, Vol. I: The War Disc

1998

Dear Mama  
If some people came by the house lookin' for me 
I'm innocent of anything they say I done 
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write

brick I can really Fuckin' build a house
That nigga really think he Wonderdog but he mighty mouse
I'm finna be up dog shit by 21 Don't count me out
That

straight to hell
What's $50,000 divided by four men
If I'm a dick you should see me when I come out of my foreskin
What profits a man if he gains 12.5k

Im in dem Cali Streets like every week
Bitch Its Da Star but I look like da bank
Im smokin all da weed by the LB, I keep dat gas in da leaf but da

wanna guzzle
These blue hundreds new BIP that boy Hussle
I'm draped up in Louis but still we can tussle pussy
I be ballin' I don't play by the rules
I can

(clean)
Livin' better than I ever did (mansion)
Wake up and get it
If I can make a hunnid G's then I can make millions (ching-ching)
Fifty on my neck
I

Legendary

Dave East

Karma

2017

nervous, you around this
Louis got me wearing brown kicks
Looking like I stepped in dog shit

Bringing all my niggas on the road with me 
I ain't

Fresher Than Ever

Young Money

Rise of an Empire

2014

turn 50 to 100 before you can count to ten
End up missing fuckin with Millz, never found again
Rappers thinks they nice
Congrats, they must have found my

Streets got a mind of their own
My Pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my back
I grew up selling crack
And learning to drive a car jack
I got

, and thee tape gonna drop any second, took his plate and I'm comin for seconds, in the streets I got stripes like I ref it 

cnd I got no morals I fuck

by the way she spoiling
Wells Fargo her second home my baby girl a scamming fiend
Slide you 2 bands but you don't know she just hit you for bout 15
But

reigns off
Came up from the burbs, still, make a little something ill
At least worth one bump in the streets because
I'm a bucking, blazing, underestimated