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Picture me on, picture me grown
Picture me social, but not on my phone
Picture these songs when I get in my zone 
Picture me not doing this

And that's with a pipe and some bud and my light
Scuffed my air max dodging love and the shiest
Speaking on love
Aint enough of that shit
Yea we chillin' by

be lying
Ran in his trap, only had three ounces
Left a nigga dead by the duplex houses
You a ho nigga wearing skirts and blouses
Trap off vaco's

We used to walk down by Jane Street and Hudson
We used to blow through our money like it was nothing
We'd say Hi to Idi down by Leroy, then we'd jump

just want the ring
Balling by myself and I feel like Kobe Bean
Used to eat noodles that were oriental
No more stressing
My progression is monumental

cannabis in everything
Mary Jane I gave the rang
Thc bought me everything
In the last couple years I met some plugs
By the end of the year I'll be they plug

a star attraction
For the first three days that gave me satisfaction
Then it all sank in about my situation
I won't complain just bury my trainer in my

Even Shadows Have Shadows

Eyedea

We Came from Beyond

2001

shell
All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself
I'm insecure by every facet of the existence
From my addictions, to the conditions I

Ambush in the Night

Looptroop

Modern Day City Symphony

rules in the public schools
If this make us look bad and by the end of the day
That's what really matters the people in charge say
They need the public

fantasy I'm really three and oh (That's facts)
And I got his chain snatched just like my name is Deebo (Friday)
And I had her and her Freind yea that's

come to ya
West coast code taught to me by my brotha JVengeance, careful he'll walk up on ya
So I rap about the stuff I don't got
So the day I make it

relapsed 
The hold on addictions like splurging in mischief 
I ain't gone act like I don't love how we fast for truth these days 
You showed me that
Being

darling
But I know that we both will be dancing together one day

For three hundred miles they had chased him
But he knew that he could not escape
They had

quicker
Get high roll a swisher
Leviosa like wizard
Dropping three hundred on a bag
Smoke it all in a day, damn
I been out running with the gang
With

to the store 

And who goes to the store by sneaking the bedroom window 

And who goes to the store at three A.M.

And who comes back from the store with no

and lunge it 
The truth is pain so they numb it 
Can't let that honesty come in
Day by day say I'm gonna quit 
If I don't just write a hit
My ex say I'm not

grabba!

Right now mi really high  
Mi feel di vibe
Puffin' on di Lemonade no Cherry Pie 
Worse Miss Universe deh by mi side 
Not even JPS dem price so high

sheesh
Yeah I was born a hustler
Trapping all day I got to serve up them customers
Cops ride by now im focus
Undercover cop at that in a ford focus
Black

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

back woods a burnin'
Back in the days I couldn't get one wordin
Now I park valet wit boys outta Cali
Playas on pro's like the mother fuckin valley
If you

to all three of you
& we never gonna stop laughing
I come to tell you that there is a way out
There's a way out of addictions, abuse, lust, murder
If you

that i can't seem to quit
I feel my days are shorter than before
Counting the minutes, the seconds my fall
But while i'm still here i offer a toast
To my

about weed
It was about drugs
Who's going to get something or
who has what

I come from addiction and stuff
I come from 3, 4 days a week drunk and stuff,

What I Look Like

Roscoe

Young Roscoe Philaphornia

2003

look like anything less than three X's?
What I look like anything less than three Tec's?

Now what I look like?
Some type of lame or somethin'?

Aye 
One cock, two cock, three cock, five
Sometimes it takes nine to make me feel alive
Since the day I left the cock I told myself it was the last