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broke
 Nah that’s for certain my niggas workin
 I’m up when the birds chirping these bitches hurtin
 I be tryna get it for certain
 These wish is working

bleed for you  I know it really show
Do that wild, do that wild
You a flower
Do that wild, one whole hour
My love is fucked
But I will always be there for

this life homie shit leads to homicides
Grew up on the floor were bugs learn to fly
Bolone in my bread or is it spam tonight
Roaches in my cereal

I'm beat like a drummer
But my songs sung
I used to be the king now I'm sitting all puzzled
Jack that shit heavy giving up is a struggle
My thoughts

Hustler

Magic

White Eyes

2003

As somebody getting drugged nigga
I tried changing, but I guess this shit is deep in the blood
I guess that's why my mama calls me a thug, but still

[Chorus]

We Smokin premium
The genie out the lamp and I'm seeing em
Packs go for four millennia
Smoke stacks like Indians
Your shits the skimpiest
My joints

look like shit, U sound like shit
Get off my world akh
Get off my world akh
Dare by dare, go back to daycare
Go to hell, disappear
You're not scary,

To come by earlier 
A mile ahead you can call me the early bird 
Yea 

Might drop out lose my principles 
Can't have my mom checking my pinnacle 
I don't

for thought
Who would've thought?
I was the worst student there
But the best artist yet
And the best part is that
I never gave a fuck!
Never gave it up

When the world burns, before we start from scratch
We can dance by the embers

One, two, three, four, I want you, we know
Pitch it to the boat man, leave

lil' shit right there by my side
I can't be out this bitch lacking, you see niggas out here dying (They momma's crying)
Got that little biddy bitch she

these designer bags and diamonds, that shit you ain't seen before
Nigga, I'm high as a kite, yeah, tie it with Jordan, I'm fly
Rollie, AP, but that's

Nasty

Mis-Teeq

Lickin' on Both Sides [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2001

Goes a little something like this
Hit it

Looked into my eyes as she passed me by.
A smirk on her face as she turned and said hi.
Standing over

Out Cold

Esham

Repentance

2003

Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave

to the sun
Ask her what she's doing when it's done.
We're gonna kick it, have a little fun
Play me a in street fighter four and one
Chun Li kicks
Hair in

Everybody Gettin Crunk

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

there pretty cool, so you know he's wit em
Yo grand mammy, doesn't give a shit as long as she can ride and jus be seen
On the BIlls St. stripin 2 a.m

and baby's sittin' up on the sink
Gonna grab a little whiskey tango lovin', I think...

Woo hoo, not much room in those things is there?
She was buns up

I wake up when
The sun goes down
Fill my face
So I can drown
The shit inside
That eats away
Four more years
Until decay
Have a drink
Then take a hit

I couldn't tell if I shouldn't care but feeling well
I connected all the dots and was taking a breather by the hillside
Oh my lord, it's her form

falling in reverse (In reverse)
Back into the caves of myself, it ain't nice
Gotta do right by my kids, the three mice (Three blind mice)
Blind as a bat,

nigga hold up

Catch me in your hood they be like there he go
Still Mr YOG but first put incredible
Lil bih why your twat so hot that shit is inedible

I’m the fastest nigga running (Running)
I’ve been on my shit
You would think I’m moving weight I’m building Rome up by the brick
Know I make you niggas

that little bitches post
Nope 
I'm blocked, remember
Let's go
You are entering the battle of the Twink Warz
By the end he will be begging me on all fours

there is hope that maybe I will find my center
And I'll finally get my shit together 
And come running back down that old country road