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Remember I told you when you started
The guys who last in this business
Are the guys who fly straight, low key, quiet
They're the guys who want it

my throat
Coughing up all the blood I choke
Dead inside, hang on by a thread
Can't clean me up I'm eternally a mess
Get high, I'm a hot mess
Don't

Yeah you been through the wars
I got your hand stay by my side and we gon get through the storm
Can’t leave my baby that’s my rider, yeah her heart is so

to settle down.'
The third time hemade his proposal, as they walked by the Reservoir,
She gave him a kiss like a blowon the head, said,'You are my heart's

down and tellin' you to chill
(And that's real) That's the coast that resizes to your left
Wild Wild West have your heart beatin' at your chest
It's

Paradise

Trick Daddy

Paradise

2017

or the Goombay
Parade on six two for Martin Luther King Day
And overtown used to come alive
We used to give straight up fades before we did drive bys (yeah)

Live It Up

2Pac

The Outlaws of Comedy

2005

to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Little busta, I hit em up

Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz,

close
I ain't cuffing shit
But this money ima get that
If I ain't got it I'm a get that
Hating bitch its straight facts
Did that time but I ain’t goin

wont be long
N W O better stay strapped damage uncontrolled and can't revert back
God still loves the wicked my unholy path
Angered at heart hoe feel

taking us 
My demons straight from hell we gon turn em up and flame em up 
Gonna turn em to a pack , we might call the shit Angel dust on dawgs 
Turned

Disney’s got my heart,
I love Cali,
And that won’t ever stop!

[Verse 2]

The best weed in the World comes straight from Cali,
From Humboldt, to the Bay

a mask
Fuck high school but I keep me a bag
14 when I start makin' money
15 hunnid by the end of the month
Play w my money I'm shootin' you up
Big XD it’s

the road
But I'm still ten toes to the as-fault
Insecure in my heart I can't help
But think that's my dads fault
If ever I needed guidance I prayed to my

imma straight rider
And ion give no fuck either
Yeah my heart is solid
That’s why it’s always throbbing
While my head be bobbing
A broken heart I’m

lessons, my words mirror the blessings
Controlling the current wave through how I’m living, in essence
A giant by nature with an over-sized heart
Which

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

grew up straight hood movies
Alladin flew on some Sofa's
I told my old chick bye
She said she wanted some closure
I gave her three dollars, a bus pass,

Never seeking sympathy
I heard they paying' major if yo pain real and you know how to rap it up
Started w a bag a dust basically
I ain't come to fix

surrounded by all this drama and this fucking strife
But I been good cause I still got that one person I think about every night
In the long run, I'm still

minds.
When we're built to live and let die, taken straight off the assembly line, we're placed right on our feet marching forward to the sounds of their

patients
In a game where its twenty n up
Hip hop is in my heart
I can't see giving up
Plus the flow futuristic
I came up in the nineties that means Raise by

Always changing with the seasons
Nothing happens by accident
There's a purpose for me to be created by a demon
Now I'm seeing the reason
And you can't keep

the light fear in the eyes (I see it)
Spending your life looking to skies (I see it)
Look a disguise look at these guys
Took by the guise cooking up lies (I

as man of virtue
So there's no cap here every word true
No cap yeah it's all facts
Every bar I rap
Come straight from the heart
I'm about to snap
Like wood