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so clean
'Cause their police relocated more bums on my street
They're trying to hide the bodybags and their records
The misconduct, brutality,

Moving so much like a bull on a tether
I let you go
Wish I had said no
Please say it isn't so
My happiness is low
Yeah, 'cus I still miss you
And missing

fuc wit ma moral
Do yo shit young nigga keep on fuckin da score up
Streets love me the only validation I need
Away from bull shit da only separation I

know we ain’t holding back,
Shot glasses all on attack,
Tequila all up in that,
No red bull my wings to phat,
Next bar where we gon’ be at.

Wuh!!

Myrna Loy

Josh Ritter

Gathering

2017

feel you by my side
And my memory is a book of gold thrown open

And you rode a white horse, the queen of the harvest kissed your cheek
The boys all

Let's Do It

Tru

Understanding the Criminal Mind

1994

my fuckin 9.
Because I ain't the one to be fucked with,
And you know that the p don't take no bull shit.
But I live kinda strange,
But you know there

here doing my thing with the player partner by the name of Cousin Bang. And we doing this thing and we keeping it 100 real as I'm rotating with my true

Imma start this off by saying this is closure for me
And put it in a song cause my voice always cracks when we speak
And it's so hard for me to tell

to stay positive
Don't make me sin again
Now they all crying
Cause they trapped by this bulls pen
Niggas want it with me
Then he food then
Already gave em

that loud if you on one
Call my weed Hulk cuz that green smacking so strong
Can’t even buy shit at target
I got a bulls eye on my back like I’m Jordan

different stitch 
I'm coming out the blue 
And I'm painting new views 
I'm coming for the top and I'm coming nonstop 
I'm spitting my heat and I'm just trying

told me to low it
Too many cars on my street they finna tow it
Money up like grass they finna mow it

Moving on a tempo
To the beat of an extendo
Peace to people like me
Who ain't been hit by the death note
Still up on the street
Far away from meadows

unless money on it come and eat 
I don't deal with all the petty shit I'll cut you off the leash
Sicken past A nigga haunted by my daunting memories y

Cruising down the street
Keep my foot on the pedal
I'm on the podium getting the gold medal
I'm number one cause I wanna go fast
If you ain't first

gangsta
Let me know if you see some (where they at?)
If time moves in slow motion
I take the bull by the horns (unh)
But don't nobody wanna do that
Cuz they

gon speak ye
i bull so hard concrete
Made bands by lonely,
bad ass wicked drugs on me
Speaker knockers speaker
banging like a big typhoon
Roll it up mix

countin' the number of rules?

Naw we live by the code of the streets

I don't know is what's told to police

They said speak now but I keep on forgetting

get biz with my name on the marquee
Make me bring out the Bulls fitted, black hoodie, and Barkleys
Went out to the store, bought a loose and a quarter

Texas


"Well, we cubed the cows, hayed the growing bulls, stacked some brush...and now we're going to Goliad"

I was born a Yankee, but my heart was

route
No worries vision blurry to my life
In a hurry its like Murray the only Bill getting by
Get a feel of my high when I get inside your mind
Got

Verse 1 - Landon Wordswell
A lot is on my mind This is day to dayLife is on the line Shit don't fade awayPlease don't fall behind This can make

for another florist 

In her pussy like a tourist 

Movin like a tortoise 

Made her ride the bull since she a mutha fuckin tarus 

My very first car

the CDC
And government are talking straight bull, and I don't care if my words sound hateful
Kicking rhymes ain't kicking a soccer ball, but I'm still gonna