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A product of the struggle single mother family The way I live my life enough to win Grammy Good dude from a bad block full of have nots Where reaching success

of the cash
All Fall and winter, by the time June come around Ima have me a Summer blast
Locked away in a stash box, fuck a padlock
Turning old school hooptys

worst enemy
Is our world a coarse experiment?
No more than a perfect disfigurement

You're a number in the queue
Just a number int he queue

I've got some

a game?
It's such a shame

Cuz, I'll fall in Love again
And go through all the moves my friend
(Why oh why?)
Is it worth all the pain?

You know yoou've got

Promise we can be friends after i have sex with ya
And its nothin' but professional
Best head, Best sex down to a decimal
All you lower body know I

a body of clay
So, there's nothing more beautiful than seeing that I
Am still here at the start of the day
Ay!

of the grate
I wash away slowly down the dirty river
We are nothing but you are more than me
I mix with shit as I slip away even farther

And maybe it's true

You wave
Smile on your face
I don't feel the same
I don't feel the same
You caught me by surprise
I didn't realize
I told myself these lies
I called

Certainly she knows where she's going
Crawling up and down my skin
She's got more bags than she came with
She's on her feet and I'm still on my knees

Hope is denying that we're lost
Ignorance is bliss until it's not
We were led to believe this life meant more than you and me
I'm starting to think

kid with a bad haircut
Who more than anything wants to be famous
Have people listen to all of his songs

I've got no good sense for time
Every year

This shit feel impossible, seem like I lost my vision
Rio made it possible, rockin' with Coalition I need more than crumbs, motherfucker, I'm not

Mon Petite Chou-Chou

Philmore

The Bare Truth About Philmore

2002

she's more than likely seeing
Some stupid guy, beady eyes, wanted by the FBI
She's afraid to run away, but I'll be there to keep her safe
I'm prepared

The rumors of war
Is real now
This is hotter
Than the chrome metal
After bussin shells
You want it
Word to emma
Rhymin till I Get some
Man pass the rum
Burn

Te quieren en sus baladas
Jezebel and riches
Dejan almas embobadas
They'll leave you with nada
Mentes quedan acabadas
Got one life to live
Vidas no son

an excuse to sell 'em
But when a nigga goes from
Not doin' to doin'
What can you tell 'em?
Not to be a nigga? Shit, I
Gots to be a nigga
That's how I pay

The Greatest Hit

Ed Bruce

This Old Hat

2002

Words & Music by
Ed Bruce and Jim McBride


He could never pay her back
For all she's done for him
She never asked for more
Than what he could afford

fame
We all go through the same pain
We gettin' wet by the same rain
This is more than a chain gang
This a family thing thing
When you see us in a big

were
Something more than friends
We were so much younger then

I once sang "Wonder where you wander"
Now here we are and I no longer
Have to try
I still

hiding fear
Of you there, and me here
When time finally heals that thought
Time may be all we've got

And I sure don't want your sympathy today
Don't think

bitch hit me on the regular yeah
You and yo homies smoke regular what
I get more done than a cellular bitch 
I crash the whip like I'm nebula skr
I'm real

our wands when we need to lash out
And if we have to oh we will call you out
One by one
Because now we know how
What makes a good witch
Shouldn't depend

mislead by no memes
So when we get the arguing don't you quit and just leave
Keep our business our business don't lead others to break us
And i like

muthafuckin stunner shit
Aye, on my muthafuckin stunner shit

Shoutout to Carlito, if you ain't cool then stay out my face
Cos I be spittin more than apples