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I took a listen to everybodys album that shit was weak
I should throw it out the window & jus leave you in the street

Time to eat, man im starving i

I'm the bottom
I should be coming up
Homie in jail
Yeah they caught em'
Foot on the gas
Go into throttle
Going on top
Won't catch me fallen

My life

to the weathered out masses
The wind and the rain and the lightning clash
Burning black matches 
We born into factions

Im not writing law 
But I sought my own

the end of the phrase
I was never the one the handle being' betrayed
But the paparazzi come for surveys
There was never a delay
I'm here to stay, my music

to get it placed

Good life what I want to taste
Time's something that I don't waste
I could die by 29 and my mark could never be erased
Don't come through

on the inside
Who cares?
It's about money, status and looks
Not living life by an outdated book
Stuck in this cycle, I hate it so much
Pretending I'm good, makes

Every Five Minutes

Motion Man

Redneck Games

2004

throw your record on, you feel like Allah 
Visions of my image on the stage that I'm lookin at 
From the balcony to down front, I coulda took em back

number
Soon to be explained in future interviews or instances
By listening to this album, you are literally
And I cannot stress this enough
Literally

I just go off in the booth, tryna live my truth
Never forgot my dad face, when he said, "I'm proud of you"
Now we on the road (oh, yeah), in

Numbers in my phone I'll never dial again
I know a lot of people I don't got a lot of friends
No sentiment, I don't save the texts y'all send
We only

hide with your face like anonymous
Got into the business, Wea yo hustle isn't listed
I use to hate the world, but my mind says different
All is forgiven,

Would you like me if I had money?
Slay another thought in the dark right by your side

Let me

Always aiming for the big fish
Scheming the big hit yea

with new work
Album cover artwork, drop it on a new shirt
Paparazzi wanna gossip about me, I don't do dirt
She want a tsunami on my body, I ain't choose

the same, yeah
No my crew don't abide by the rules
I can no longer lie for you dudes
That's why I'm out here dodging interviews
Wait

Treat the Fuelband like

good what the deal?
I wanna hear, I wanna hear that new song by the Boo boy
and the cartoon character, you know who I'm talkin about
By the Boo boy,

a thin-walled flat
When i happened to upset
My neighbour, a gulf war vet
By playing this album moderately loud
He showed up at my door
Then started to shout, with

It might be 5 or 6 o' clock eastern time then
I'm staying in, later going out with friends
One of my friend say damn boy where you been
I been dealing

Dizzy Gillespie is presented by Don Sebesky
I be cranking mad jack, got mad stacks of cool-out
You know we pull the smoke tool out

I give props

paigans
Wheres my respect
Oh yeah by now you should know I got that
Forcefully
Legendary
Hayat bu ya bir aşağı bir yukarı
My life goes up and down
Çalış sen

I've been waiting my whole life
Best time to kick it is tonight
Gonna have us good time
Couple homies and some good wine
Been the same way since

All 4 You

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

through the same long days
On the grind I'm tryin' to get mine in my own way
Cash before fame, if I maintain
Through all the good times i had
Fans I

ik deed met de opps?
Zag je zijn face met de heat on my thing
Kijken en doen alsof hij het niet weet
Alle drie albums, die kwamen op één
Free al m'n

to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things

Time's Up

O.C.

Time's Up

1994

to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things