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warmer, and out of order
Tryna put a struggling mother to a mourner
Mr. Politician, can you tell me the solution?
What's the answer? What's the conclusion?

know when I'm steppin' on the scene, they know me everywhere
Not to be mean, but please stop fuckin' with my hair
So you think you a bad bitch, and you

thinkin' you gon' rep off me
They gon' find this nigga stankin' he run up on me

Bitch, come up with plenty killers, gotta keep a pistol
Roll with me by

soft was the sin
Back when Big Herk had the city by the balls in his hands
That nigga said he raped Barbie and he blew up Ken
We used to bang rock

me by
No choice but to let the enemy slide
When the enemy's I
I wave bye with the pistol in hand
Let it slide for a couple of grand
On him and his mans

the raps

I'm a nice guy
Type of dude to keep the password off the WiFi
Wave howdy-do to the neighbors as I drive by
When they tell me I'm the shit, I tell

panic over pigment
S'not part of the past that you taught me when I was growing up,
People put up all these black screens
They say that it helps but

Put ya through hell
Ya did the best that you could
With the hand you were dealt
Jus rolled wit the punches
Kept takin' them hits
But when ya tried

Overdraft bank statements
Just to make a statement
When I put this fashion on
I'm a fashion junkie
Picking cotton in the country
I bought this out the country

Bad Ways

Too Short

The Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 1: Ride or Die

1999

the bed, listenin', laughin', ticklin', giglin', kickin' it,
Nigga I be stickin' it
You was hugged up with her when I met her,
She gave me that look like

weak
When my eyes tell my heart he comes again

Ooh boy, I love you so, never ever ever gonna let you go
Once I get my hands on you
Ooh boy I love you

as I'm winnin'
Don't even gotta say too much, when I want you to hear me, I hit up Augminished
Put it in song, how crazy I put niggas on in a couple

and all the motivation I got from all the faces
I loved to look at when I felt saying "bye, good day to you all"
I wanna put that in my music and display

back, tracing my memories
I guess I thought that somehow it would better me
That's when I realized, I never liked being touched
By my friends or by guys,

own gear
Remember when I used to borrow

Look, don't hate on me
Just get with the program
I gotta go ham
She tryna hold hands
Don't hate on me
Just make

by midnight

Put your hands together and pray
You better listen to what I say
I’d advise with God you better stay
If you see Satan you best run away

and put my hand in the rim
You on the sidelines, all you ever gonna hear is
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish
Ayy, cuz I miss this
Put me in

in the motorsport (Skrrt, skrrt)
Holes inside my shoes
They used to laugh at me way back then
All the things I couldn't afford
When I look back, you

low life homies or skanless bitch
You gotta move it around, put it in the right hands
Maybe a judge, Make a PA your friend
Understand what really moves

me now
A lot of hoes had me but they left when I was down
So shout out to them bitches that will neva see me now noooooo
You already know what I'm

straight out of town
Bleed you out before I put you six feet down
What to say when it's noticed you're not around
Find the right spot so you can never be

thangs
One
Don't ever disrespect me
Two
Call me "God" like you from Wu-Tang
I put a bullet inside you cause the truth ain't
Your record deal advance to me

Instead of they muhfuckin' mind
I can't fuck with it, nigga
It's plenty money to go get
But it won't get itself
Don't look for me to help
When you don't

Face Again

How to Dress Well

What Is This Heart? [LP]

2014

No, we weren't made to wonder about what is right
Put their hand in your mouth, they'll hate you when you bite
I look into the future and see just so