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I'm fucking livid
Take my pack away from me I'm sticking to my spirits
Feel I'm wasting all my time on all my fucking lyrics
Because the ones who need

never go against the grain
Stay bout yo paper never chase that internet fame
Say you a man then you gotta live by that code
No matter what the situation

to the top because I've been in there
And I'm surrounded by some thotties shit be giving me the flu
They be coming round give me allergies like achoo
You need

Shackled

Ghetto Commission

Wise Guys

1998

We be gangsta's fuckin soldiers riders ride and you feel me
If mista master touch this nigga then that bitch gon have to kill me
See y'all lil niggas

snow
Now I know it's time to go, pack up my things and hit the road
No more time to look back, bleeds me how its all out of whack
Move on now with all my

out
Circle so small
I Tell them other niggas stay out
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
We coming for necks all twenty twenty + fucking up your

Assassin, kill 'em all
Body count stacked up like a gravesite
If you go against me, that's your last fight
Hmm
I bet you thought I was done right
Cause you

I'm like, no
Look around like they see you on a mountain
They don't see you on the climb, right?
Me and all of mine in the powerline
Look at this

to the top right now and little nigga I'm really feeling lovely
Once I get there shits gon' get ugly
cnd all the pretty women love me

(We about to take it

kill you no matter how much TP you seize
Mankind has always rebelled against God's Word
Adam sinned first—now we're all cursed
To die from sin—Jesus made

folded up like origami

Hard to work a job against the odds
When they only pay 10.25 for my hour
If I go to college I'ma end up in debt
More than likely

My niggas don't drive-thru KFC, they drive by
Get the cash thank you nice to meet you bitch bye-bye
All of my ladies they freaks, no gaga
You know

the fuck I can take with me
Maybe spent eight minutes thinking then lucked out
It's up now
Three AM, and clear as day it is
As it shone down
It just makes

to two now the kilo’s got a sibling
Father knows best
Wash my hands all is forgiven
We kicking up dust like the colosseum floors
Walls full of safes like

a leg
I don't like to think too far ahead, I take it day by day
Always in the kitchen cooking something up like Rachael Ray
Writing lyrics on my opps with

Feeling like I’m in a race against time
Want you to be mine 
But it’s like life just snuck up from behind 
Grabbed me by the neck and tossed me to da sky

know how to encounter an odyssey
Far beyond belief and endure out of a drought
Feel my calling calling me, hey!
Like what do I do now?
My brain's so bent

Biatch

Eeh? W'appen nuh, baby?
You look good inna yuh car, eeh?
Longtime me ah watch you and me wan' chat to you
And you gwan like you nuh wan'

Let Me Ride

Dr. Dre

The Chronic [Clean]

1992

Biatch

Eeh? W'appen nuh, baby?
You look good inna yuh car, eeh?
Longtime me ah watch you and me wan' chat to you
And you gwan like you nuh wan'

I'd like to thank you
Enabling me to keep the receipt on all this beef, I bring it back
The way I like it to kick it take the pleats up out ya slacks

the vision of redemption spilling the sky
Attention denied, the forbidden appeal to the eye
Now the invention of contention been conditioned to rise
Aye look

The Love You Need

Rashad

Welcome Back

2004

Hey what's up?
Yo I been tryin to call you all day man where you been?
Now it ain't like that he been wit me all day I been tryin to call you

Gangsta Sh*t

OutKast

Stankonia

2000

guitar and take a walk in the park
Anyd play the sweetest melody the street ever heard
Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs
Get

Anymore she prefers water over wine
She couldn't take anymore running all the time
No more crying broken lonely tears
Life's not perfect but at least