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Leaving the money on drive by
8 benches to the paradise
6 friends that I sacrificed
Sex Money is still alive
Old man really paralyzed
We gonna bust it
U

Told my shorties to go load up they guns
Everybody around me going on hit's
4 automatic 4 hunnid round drums
Where you gon run up when
It's you

Serotonin
Just another typical day in the neighbor hood
This bitch she say she love my songs
I could never trust that bitch she always put me in

it in a song
With the camera on
They don't do as much wrong

I'm just joy riding
He's acting
Like a bum
How does a
Thief in Blue
Keep make me safe
When

loved by everyone
Who shot a gun
Into the sky
Were gonna die
I was on my way to leave
I've got a hundred thousand mouths to feed
And no more conversation

This song is the outro
Doesn't mean that we out tho
We just getting started
Yeah sure we together
But we just surviving
We gotta live
Can't live our

a blunt
This ain't GTA but I'm driving like spun
Stopping by the alley way throw some one
Put it in her back throw her up in the front
Switch it up on her

I just pray it goes away
And I'm shooting like I'm kobe bet that man gon fade away
Twenty three up in my gun bet I'm shooting michael j
Call lil spazz

you'll die along unless it's you and me
Grab your guns and raise them high
It's a revolution I see
By the time we sing this song
It'll bring you back to me

you done
And I ain't gon' need to say,""After their guns""
We was out trappin' 'til we see the sun
You play, you die, I say it in every song, I don't

your pride
Vomit inside
Out for a run
Put down by guns
Light of day
Anyway
I said hey
How the fuck?
What the hell?
Racists in jail
Out for a run
Put down

of the west, seeing black before my eyes turn red
Eyes burning bright I lose my fucking head
Eyes burning bright I lose my motherfucking head
Singing songs I'm

Heavy weight champ ion need me ah belt
I was stuck inna trenches I needed sum help
I was selling dem dimes I was right by myself
I was watching my

But dog what are you gaining by standing there complaining
Cause last year you were making songs about you're famous
This year you're sneaking drugs

But dog what are you gaining by standing there complaining
Cause last year you were making songs about you're famous
This year you're sneaking drugs

(SØUP GANG a hit ya)
wind blow move ya shadow offa the ground
Super saiyan bitch when she come by makin' her rounds
On my on my dick whats this song

a nigga 
On the real what want though 
I worked a job , ran and mobbed , went to school while trying pump blow 
Got stabbed in the back by a familiar member

Where a Country Boy Belongs

The Marshall Tucker Band

Where We All Belong

1974

I just threw my bottle at the jukebox
Got tired of hearing them same old songs
Gotta get myself back to Tennessee
Lord, where a country boy belongs

on hoes, I'm loving it, acting big till' that mac just spit
Fat ass gun, this shit looking like Miss Incredible
Finna pop a perc, and then I go off like I'm

I got a few songs in drill
I got a few songs where my heart get on that
Minimum combat
Not me wrong man
Me I stay silent mic where I contact
Caught

For me, „The Battle Of New Orleans“ is… it came from Roger and our skiffle background in Episode Six, Roger used to sing that song. It was in our

wanna do
You gotta take a step back to look at the board, if you will
This song's about finding those gangster moves

When I was a young boy
I knew just

I was born on Canaan's shore, movin right along
Loaded my gun and went to war, movin right along
I shot left and I shot right, now listen to my song

favorite song by eminem gotta be Kim
I guess I did this to myself and can't blame anybody else  
Wasn't seeing  all the signs like I'm blind 
She thought I