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find me I’m hiding by the funfair railway road Come find me I’m hiding in my bed all alone
All alone

Don’t know why I do this
I was on the inside

if I say
You're the boy I like
But even when I don't reply
Never think that I don't wanna be
Right by your side
And if you ever come around
I guess

back then
But for real, I started in the trap wit' the mans
'Till he got stabbed in Miller Field and started palming them xans
Kid was off the loop, he

pretty on everyone's hit list (OH!)
Jealousy’s a sin man that's why they all pissed
I'm all the way at the top, you're stuck in my midst
I'm so perfect,

do not step on my line
I can see suffering clouding your eyes
Fly you out, fly it in, went to hell I'm back again
She wanna go I'm not her man I let

messages, but I don't really text
Rather be on MSN, or email me thats best
Or tell me if you're trynna pull up
When you're pressed
In that case I can pull up

You know sometimes, when I create a really dope drum and bass line
I can feel the consequence of Earth's curvature in space-time
Like when Einstein

gang last week, nigga, that's nerdy
Diss me on a Tuesday, chef by the Thursday
My next nigga got a nigga chinged on his birthday
I got a jawn I only

in the same spot that I set it in
Did have the "Venom" until I drank all the medicine
You're pelicans, your mouth too big so
Won't give you the info,

your kind, fight for your pride, fight to reside
Your gunna whiteness who's inside, there is a power you can't hide
Beautiful things in life
(Kill it)

time for the Hell in your mind though
Up in the mirror like, "That nigga's outside, yo
How can I be a man hiding inside like a surprise?" Yo
I'm out

of pieces
You got to figure out
How long does it take
For sun rays to get to the earth)
I'm 8 minutes ahead of you
What's next
Is nothing short of incredible

weighed by your past
Yeah you glow in your grind but bitch nobody asked
Your shit shine like radiation for the next generation
Toxic self reassurance

by lines
I've lost my desire
Bounce back to my face
Ears got unclogged today I'll never hear the same same
You're divine I'm okay, I'm cleaning up my

Jersey, chips for attorney's
Commissary for niggaz that's in the pen thirsty
A big truck, your trick hypnotize by the twirlies
It's Ice, from Shaolin

that I learned the phrase grunge music by watching MTV
I tuned in one day and they were having the Smells Like Grunge countdown
And of course number one

attack or should i just cut my hair?
it’s not an accident; no it’s not anything
i wrote you down on a slip of paper you’re trapped there until i sing

for

stressed him
Still, show up the next night
God bless him


Rolling face
Threw my back into it
Amazed by my waist
Asked me how I do it
Got the wild side of me

respect my rhymes
Even though they age like expensive wine
I'm sick and tired of being next in line
If you're tryin' to name the best, you should mention

got no sense like a birdbrain
You're the pork on the fork now
Next up in the food chain
Left brain is so insane, right?
I'm spitting like I'm ordained

Recently, reality reached a reckless resemblance
Blissfully enamored by the fantasy we lived in
Hide between the lines, like, who am I? A tainted image
Prone

a coffin (Win)
Now me and my mates never ever stoppin', win, win

I'm about to fly up in the sky, I am never comin' down (Win)
Need a castle for my crown

Ride the Rhythm

Chill Rob G.

Ride the Rhythm

1990

weak
When you're read to rock to raw rhythms, reach for my record
This I perfected, and you can check it
Listen, I'm in position, to start dissing

the past
I saw the things clear, life is a nightmare
You make money for a year then you're outta here
Huh, too bad in school you were so brillant
Street