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Throughout it all, I made some attempts to write raps
But I felt there was no way I could do right by rap
So I
Put the pen down
Sorry if I'm a let down
Again,

show you
You in my future plans, no hesitations I won't stall you
God gave me my one and he chose you
He know you the one I been dreaming about
Got your

Up and she gon' show a nigga some love
All my buddies starting to get on drugs
I got high just to get on up
I left that just to get on track and
Now

money, more problems, of course it comes with the mills (meals) like a starter
When you get gully trying to finish the business, of course, no one records

get it
When it's money coming, this shit ain't got no limit

Getting to the breeze, like I get it printed
Always by my business, that's how you stay

And emotion with crack flows

Most of you don’t have back bone
You act like you are achieving 
Your best but slack shows
Can’t match those lighties 
With fire

Guerilla Till I Die

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

to die
But have these cowards heard of me
The rumors are real, better keep your glock cocked
Leaving em stiffer than a statue
Ready to defend, like

don't even get it twisted
Start disrespecting, then you might end up missing
Just watch the news we be riding on them foos
Hitting em' up, Like we choose

On the same plane. Y'all spend millions to get back
What you threw away in the first place?
Homie your hustle backwards
That's the hardest shit I didn't mention

kinda like a no direction
Will get you killed my nigga look how much time you be wasting

Smoking weed is just another phase in adolescence
So lemme skip

there's no need to pay
Stay away from the shade let your soul shine
Appreciate what you make results in due time
Same ol' dream in the same ol' head
Wake up

because I don't really miss em
But haven't you heard I'm only only bout my business
Don't get me confused only a few still riding with me
I guess doing me

back aching is yours. 
I could have called it they ain’t ready for war.
The difference lies behind the side they show
Acts end when curtains get closed
I

albums cost a fifth per track
And so your favorite band
They don't make that second album
Dropped by their label 'cause they can't pay it back

It

pop like a neck bone
I make you melt, a force you ain't never felt
Beat your ass with this game, leave a welt
I did my job and I did it well
With no

The Letter

Big Moe

Purple World [Clean]

2002

would end up like would end up after the show
By the way you smoke without a day
Got caught up on the highway
The cops tried to take me away
They

at this shit, I can even be your hype man at your shows rapping shit, 
NAACP Award winning with this acting shit, meeting you wasn't on accident, 
My momma

you see
Or if you see me at all, I won't answer a call
I'm on my.. business now till i get paid by the minute
I mean, I'm breaking my limits, to try

We getting paper
Now we sliden in Benz's
No more trying to make ends meat Or worry about the rent kid
Jack Boys get they cranium split
Big man so nasty

so it evened out
We in your spot boutta clean you out
Out the house running in and out
Grinding cause my sister need a house
Gotta handle business I

get hurt

You start to grow

You start to feel, you start to show

Empathy

So you put it down in all of your notes

See this is the flow

Whenever I

opps could never see me there's too much grain
In my hood we're doing business
Like every day
I don't practice I just do it
I hate to train
Should I buy

I could lift a single finger send an army to your team
Pop off and do the race, put a nigga in his place
If I say we get to shooting there won't be no

team is stacked like jenga man
Just a boy who met his world aint talkin no topanga man
I'm talkin bout the people in your circle that you'd die for