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I’m black
I’m black
My skin don’t crack
My men don’t rat
I’m saved by grace
No room to brag
I came from rags
I walked in and secured the bag
Ahhh man

name!
I’m so numb from the novocaine
We get high just to ease the pain
If you with me then we gotta make some plays
I want tha bag I ain’t tryna play no

in by the box so I’m lit like a lamp
Got my hands on the streets got a grip got it clamped got my hands on her head
She your b- she my tramp
Status go

up, until it's all Frosted Flakes

Bag it up hustle, and sell these packs	

Counting these stacks, by moving these snacks

Some dough is sour, so watch

deceived by emotions
Montana I fronted you some packs and you told the world that i'm bogus
I ain't gone lie that shit hurt me
But on this side its still

to your head that shit gon fuck you up
She my lil buttercup she's cute as fuck and bout her bucks
Down to fuck? I love to make her nut 
Depressions in my

from your local fish and chip shop
AH Scallops! With Dollops of flavour on top,
When we do what we do we give heads the bops
.....x4

torches reflect

soaring
Hall of Fame 
When I'm scoring
Can't worry bout the sideline
Getting cheddar
When you go and secure 
The bag
Your neck wet up 
Flow special all

your mind
Live in between seconds and time
Just just be, never hindered, jaded or ruled by fears man
Every moment is a blank slate
Cautiously a healthy

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You turning heads
Oooh my
This isn't fair
They all call you the

La chica bonita
La chica

My son was grown my dog had a bone
For a long time my soul had been M.I.A
All I knew was there was only one place to go
So I packed my bags and flew

from clients
I'm Michael Irvin for bags that they catapulting, I need more
Studio session spiritual, spit like a sultan
If the mic isn't melted after

Verse 1
Somebody grab me some some wings I’m tryna fly away
Not because I need a Red Bull my partna died today
Gotta keep it on your side to avoid

know it
please

Ashly
Ashly
Always late
At class
All dudes
Would die
If they could eat her ass
She not a goth bitch
She got some godly features
Bags

some land that I can live 
And find some more land that I can build
If it ain't by the water I need I near some
Wake up in the morning and blow a fat one

tees dried on the close line
Y'all milly rock I billie watch basically I'm on goat time
That probably went over your head yea that's dad hat
Put

Outta the gate
Another chance to turn the page
Another day
To chase the bag and get on stage
Back away
I don't need help to make a wage
My shit is

when I'm home and alone
But this time I roar can't let it go
We're gonna burn this mother f-er down

Alexander MC Queen by the shoe type
She's

Paul my water's broke, it's time to go

Well the good news is the bags we needed were already packed
And waiting in the trunk of the getaway car
So

Walkin' in the park just the other day, baby
What do you what do you think I saw?
Crowds of people sittin' on the grass with flowers in their head

War

Knoc-Turn'al

The Way I Am [Clean]

2004

politics
I put in work while you pop your lips
I ride for this, a soldier in this bitch, nigga

You can tell G. W. Bush
That he need to get some head

nothing but attract to the church. At the end of the day, you might catch me riding through the Go blowing a Lil smoke with your bitch. Ism!

My system up.

Head no WaveCaps
No breaks, i don't take naps
Just paper chasin', get straight bags
Safe p's 'till i get stacks
Hit Lafayette and i pop tags
I don't do

Three (Take off) , two, one, take off (Yeah! Yeah)
Take off (Yeah) , take off (Yeah! Yeah)

Yeah, rock DAP, shawty give good head
A's and B's choppa stick