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you die on the by and by
And I looked up to my cousins
And to my sister and brother

If I could 50/50 again
Plug the 64 in again
Back in 1997
Back when

suffer
Taking my time and i do what I like
You cannot hang with me
Taking what's mine, I've been dead inside
Surrounded by enemies
Wish death would set me

one
Just da money, da guns, and da drugs
Stick icky by the pound
Yes
Slangin' bullets by the round
Damn
Wait until the next album out
We'll get ya all

held up and fortified by hades this maze corrupting blaze wicked ways the stage
Gasden for the page rattle the raffle play I leave it what it may too

If I get this done, I did something really cool today
908
One more time, uh
The real here, holla back
Came a long way from pulling my jeans outta

wrong, tryna put us on
But half of y'all can't write a song
The other half is doin' shit
They build it up and you ruin it
It's time to man up, no more

Judgement Day

Esham

Judgement Day, Vol. 2

1992

the flatlines, we're runnin outta time
Dead by day is what I said sometimes though
I'd rather be dead is what I said so take it slow
Time to pay back, so hit

Tricycle

Primer 55

The New Release [Clean]

2001

Hanging out late with my friends, having fun like punks will do.
I never thought those days would ever end so soon.
But time goes by and all your views

memories 

Out on the road me and bro bro hooping shooting 3s
The same spot ripped from my grandmas hands by the punk police
One of the last times I recall

We got the sticks on us, fuck a drive by bitch we shoot out the bus
I can't fuck with these bitches all I do is fuss
I want the love, fuck the lust,

Getchya, Gettchya, Gettchya
Wit this Rhed Zhone picture
See It's
More than a title
It's a movement
I prove it
Cuz I been doin it
Fluently
So I'm thru
Don't

But I've changed
Damn near everything
That I was once
A young punk
Too fat to do a dunk
Too smart to flunk
In the classrooms upfront
But I hung with

It's time to rap
I fuck with this reverb, man

All I fuckin' do is play 12 inch softball (it's all I do)
And get more lifted than a 30 pound dumbbell

boogie
Deadman got a six yo I ain’t a rookie
You ain’t even got a clue
What it do punk bitch
Got the safety on with a empty clip
Ain’t that some shit

I'm a person with feelings 
Dude, just say "excuse me"
Ope, I'm gonna squeeze right by ya

I'm working retail for Christmas 
Kids screaming, parents get

Why is there a room full of demons if I’m all alone with my Thoughts
Can Optimus Prime Grind as hard as Megatron Trying to find the All Spark

Piru Love

Bloods & Crips

Bangin on Wax

1993

[Young Malcolm]
What's happ'nin' Bloooood?
Oh baby, oh baby.
I say-ay-ay why, why, why, why.
Piruuuu loooove, babyyyyy.
Baby, why, why, why,

and body train, go by a lot of names
I survived some things, decade in the chains
Something had to change, had to have the pain, made me who I am
Every scar

set it off, there will be no more living single
I'll be ready to tie the knot after we lick them for them blocks
Grab the glock, and shot out the lot,

full send it

Weighing on my chest and it feels so heavy
Sippin' all the time
Yeah, sippin' on Henny
In a dark place, that's where you left me
Trial by

Intro

Murs

¡Mursday!

2014

to them punk fans
When I'm still so hood, so good it's ridiculous, still iniculous
That means three times doper than your favorite mc riding round with

Intro

Murs

Murs 3:16: The 9th Edition

2004

to them punk fans
When I'm still so hood, so good it's ridiculous, still iniculous
That means three times doper than your favorite mc riding round with

to enroll in yo program
Translation, but really I was ahead of my time
I was 10 when I begun translating pain into some rhymes
Shedding light on peeps, my

안 막지 yuh  i told her 
Shit ive been here long time i dont hold up 
How long if u asking its too fucking much 
Dont ask me no more 이미 내입은 shut 
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