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Turnin' my phone off, you gotta find me by a blood hound
And I don't smoke nor drink when I'm workin' on these beats
I gotta lock in 100 percent, charge it

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

Written & arranged by Pat Grady, Phil crtuz, cndy cbercrombie
Recorded/mixed/mastered at Shine Studios by Justin Douglas

Performed by:
Pat Grady - guitars

From the islands to the mountains
Where pioneers engineering
New sounds concurring
Bounce to the reflex it's alien music
Project new visions of light

involved from a far, affected by the street laws
Concrete walls, not even earthquakes could shake them brick walls
Nick's and garden projects this is me

Country Line

Coolio

Fantastic Voyage: The Greatest Hits

2001

a joint
Job search work the projects whackness
And in a few weeks Id get my check

Now I got to wait for them to call me trough the window
So I can get

County Line

Coolio

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 2: West Side

1996

work the projects whackness
and in a few weeks I'd get my check
now I got to wait for them to call me trough the window
so I can get some cash to pay for

My N***A

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

my n**** Goola and Project Pat
This for Lil' Mel off the BL
For Titus and Timmy, I aint seen em' in a minute
This for my n**** Gator on the purple

the structure seven days a week
Red tape and operations, you're like a disease
Just shut it off and let the mayhem set me free
I dream of a better life

धिन्धा
तका तक ता तक तकड़ तकड़ धिन्धा

Seven days a week I wanna kiss ur lips I wanna kiss ur chicks (तक धिन)
Oh yeah
Seven days a week I wanna kiss ur lips

my arms up and let the winds carry me 
Three weeks into the future 
The day that I had lived to see tomorrow 
The day that I ended up gaining 5 extra

bestie
I told you I can't hit that zone, too busy next week
You was like, "Hmm, I'll stay a week, she'll get over that"
Seven days with me, your nigga

sorrow
By the moonlight on your eyes
In seven days the wait is over
So I guess it's time to start
To peel away the rust around my heart
Now, these notes

what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand

even open my mouth to speak
I bomb drop on those that
Be making y'all weak
24 hours a day, 7 days a week

I be the king from the
Streets of Hollis,

for a Conversation
About Overcoming tough situations
While Overshadowed by our reputation
Da Yo

1 Body in a week  my city crazy 
2 bodies in a week my

the “deek”, 7 days out the week,
If u want me to eat, put my tongue in them cheeks
If u got it all planned, I'll just go with the flow,
I wanna see what's in ya

blast on
No evidence 'cause this shit will be erased
We're in Paul's Chevy deep, with visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & SOG

It's hard as hell for a young Florida boy
Where we play football and sell dope, man
Gold rims and sticks, 7-trés, no tops, ya dig, candy paints

the Doc finished
5:02 am leaked 23 weeks early
Developing into the greatest project of all Time
Pen & mic never crossed my walk or dotted my mind
Planting

seen the sun in like a damn week
Or my family
Feel like they don't know me
But I'm going through the motions steady feeling like a damn sheep
Can't sleep

Livin Life as a Rider

Jim Jones

On My Way to Church

2004

23 a slice
Transactions by the building, uptown Harlem world, Manhattan where we kill them (Taz)
Plus my project way of thinking spending most my

Everydays the same to me
Seven days in every week
Some look forward to it
But I don't change just for the holiday's

You can have your Christmas tree

Trap grammy trap grammy

Uh-huh yeah

Say what you’re feeling like get some real advice by the nigga like
But it could end tonight let’s pull up