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nothing new
Born for this life never had to choose
Pull out the pen when I find the blues
Hear what I've been saying?
No? I hope I ain't been losing you
Do

24/7 in a substance
Rush hit only for a second when my lungs lift
Uphill battle, must feel great
Trust us, kids don't know no better
Must be powder, must

who I'll be with
He showers me with lots of gifts
I can't even really trip, no
Cause all I really want is nothin much
I ain't even tryna front
I want

growing
Too mature for my own age I guess it's finally showing
Shout out to Stacey no regrets cause I am finally blowing
Ain't got no time for no one
Ain't

better when she ain't wearing a blouse

Hit by the remote, John, you better watch your mouth
Stormed upstairs I'ma leave your dope ass sitting on the couch

paid like eleven
Moving dolo cause you know I ain't threatened
When I die I'm going go out a legend
I'm getting money just by the second
And the top spot

momma doesn't like you you
Ain't gettin no extension real all the time
I'll be rappin' till my pension
And after that i'm rappin' till my deathbed

Through the breakdown's storm, I won't lose myself

Life is always wasted on looking back and forth
Never gonna waste my time, not a second more

a genuine smile, no time to snooze 
Had to wake up and smell the coffee and make a cup for you too
I aint never heard of YouTube before so no tutorials on how

withdraw my green
Grew up in the 7
It’s just me and all my reverences
Watch out while I pass and it only took a second
I ain’t even mention the legend I’m

the dice
I need a lucky seven by eleven your perception my infection
I think I gotta leave you lone cause it's not working
There's more to life and I'm here

a hurry to get rich
(Rich) , but I can't get nicked (No)
Cah that case ain't over yet
They got me on bail (Ah)
Passport and they want assurity as well (Ah)

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness [Warlock]

1992

and watch your ass melt

In the Central I roam, I'm close to home
The dangerzone, muthafucka, get your head flown
By a loc, I'ma smoke, I'm no joke
Drop

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness

1992

In the Central I roam, I'm close to home
The dangerzone, muthafucka, get your head flown
By a loc, I'ma smoke, I'm no joke
Drop the floor on a noose

When a friend that’s the closest
Told me he’s not ok
And I ain’t know what to say.
For a second I know what to pray.
Or what to do
I started to rush

Corner store living
How we grew up tho
Lee Ave the destination
Niggas going toe to toe
We aint had no food in the fridge
Ain’t no problem
All we had

inspirations
Stro said wavy beats
So I'm testing these waters
Now I believe
I can achieve any feat
No second guessing
Stro said wavy beats
So I'm testing these

discretion 
Scared they gonna lie 
Say I ain't comply grabbed a weapon 
Empty the clip in a couple seconds 
If I just get the ticket it's a blessing 
But I'm

crime you ain’t even know his name
I was so confused man I couldn’t work my brain
Let a shot go and I bolted like usain
He put the fingerprints

was meant for me
But it really wasn't my time
Some of these niggas bluffing
They should be charged
With a crime
No Lie
I tell the truth
It's really hard

went lunar

No light in my soul, miss me when I go
I tried to find hope but I just got so
Overwhelmed by all fucking feelings that I hold
This won't go

never coulda thought it’s possible
For you to be acting this cold
You coming over for closure
And waking up with no clothes
Our time flew by but not

to find 

It made sense at the time 
Spray the scent into the faces of the students 
Waltz around with Jarett for 46 seconds of your life 
Spin the baby

finding 
We going up and we don't need any wings to be flying
Go through life, no simple time
Love me right, don't sympathize
I remember days I was in