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a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
"go shorty
It's your birthday" on your birthday like
My friends have done to me
Every year since you released In
Da Club in 2003: D
A: They do sing it
that what
You're looking at is all we are
Two old people
Watching the days go by
Sonny, no one is what
They look like
Everyone's so much more
married twice
His new maw beat him every day or two
So he saddled up old Shaw one night and lit a shuck this way
Thought he'd try and paddle now his own
the V.P. during World War II
Truman's days as FDR's V.P. were 82
At 71, Alben Barkley's the oldest V.P
Nixon played a more important role in D.C
Vice
hock your imaginary guitar
and get a good job...Joe did, and he's a happy guy now, on the day shift at
the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen, arrogantly
forging the attitude
The new fearless type
This past, the negro’s past, of rope, fire
Torture death and humiliation fear by day
And night, fear as deep
to her friends
Juiced every boy in your ends
Get off in the school
She was truant every day
Always on the link
Different boy every day
Missed
to her friends
Juiced every boy in your ends
Get off in the school
She was truant every day
Always on the link
Different boy every day
Missed
because his paw had married twice
His new maw beat him every day or two
So he saddled up old Shaw one night and lit a shuck this way
Thought he'd try
my job when I made 500 in a day
Bought a Jimmy truck, they didn't wanna sell me a Escalade
I was broke on my ass, I knew it'd be okay
Yeah, nigga,
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
you say G.O.O.D. Music?
Can you say G.O.O.D. Music?
And we do's this.
Uhn. Get ready for the next dynasty nigga!
Finally Famous the album comin' soon
But, maybe one day I'll figure it out
Until then, let me see what all this shit is about
I'm out, yo
I used to think I'd have it all figured out by now
a day,
Would you rather ride or stay a puppet?
In the ghetto makin' crumbs, why they makin' scrilla by the bucket,
But fuck it,
To each his own,
But
goes into this shit ya feel me?
Let's go get it yo
Verse 1: (All White G)
Achievements on my lap I'm pursuing my careers
Never been scared not even by
DNA
I got demons, pain and enemies inside my DNA
I got passion, guts and action tucked inside my DNA
I got pints of Michael Jackson's blood inside my
at the door
If that's true then it's some shit I'd rather ignore
'Cause check it, whatever helps you get by
So when they hit me, I always reply
They
appreciate your patience till the album is finished
Forget your opinion, I'm far from a gimmick
Since I've made music, I've put on a clinic
How else a man
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
the city when its 30 below
I be surrounded by angels, these are not no crows
I'm breathin' life not death, but shoutout Edgar Allen Poe
I'd rather read
stacking, strict as Joe Jackson training
Five kids to blow
Fraction of my mind died years ago
Miserable drunk beers at most
Swung at by school principal then
got shit to sell
Gotta album on the way, October 19th the day it hits stores
Guess where you could find me
Prolly chillin' at the club watchin' BET
Wit
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