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'm one of the best y'all niggas ever seen
These niggas be flaggin
These niggas know I really be popping
Always get to the money and they never stopping

to prison
Never ever
Iam never giving up no names
Iam never giving up no names
No name never one name
Everybody wanna a little stain
By there name
Everybody

The best the best Yea
Girl I know that you for me because You bring out the best
The best the best the best
I was down when you weren't round I Had to settle

and Solano
Use to stay with my Auntie us to stay with my Uncle
By the beach, I remember we was living in Lompoc
Use to walk to Buena Vista homie Richard would

ever see me again

There's something on the all
Out, the call out, somethin' on the doormat
Last summer, last fight
And y'all had a fall out
I can sense

And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again

They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers

Yeah you are my best gift baby oh you’re the best thing I ever had 
Yeah you are my best gift darling oh you are the best thing I ever had.

Just say

alive
But I only like dead rappers
Compare me to the best rappers who died
And you rappers I used to look up to
I gotta cancel you now
Like Simon

chase trends
This is where it ends, had a chance at peace
Now the clip firing till I see the rats decrease

Not following me but keep up when I release

it when Michael Jackson said
He's had no plastic surgery i went you know
Michael who was the best
Man at Liza's wedding
And that's kind of pushing

had
A really troubled life with crack, heroin
And alcohol and had kids he wasn't an ideal
Parent to i was his second chance
And he gave it his best
Shot

to ever even think of such a thing.
But my brother who had always sensed my parent's instilled
insecurities tried his best to encourage me.
For I was born

Cupid was hangin' out the car
Did a drive-by down my block

Usually I'd wear my teflon...
But that day a young nigga got caught
One pop, head-shot

the two-story cribs, I was in the trenches
You went on every field trip, I'm stuck in class like detention
Ever worked, a nine-to-five go home and had to stand

again 
Like the opportunity your gf had of sucking up my cock
I wish you the best but not luck 
I know I like you out of my house you where at the lurk

wouldn't miss a page
But none of that really matters
When I cut my eyes and roll seen her pass by
I damn near dropped my folds
I'm like Snoopy breathe kush

That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent

The 50th Law is based on the following

too much
What's inside, you won't know
Unless you cuttin' deep enough
It's revenge of the nerds
And I concur
Had to get up out the slumber
Somber summer

the booth, I had to bring my data

Built shelfs by the mic-stand
Held the pen steady in my right hand, to write plans
Let the verse sit until it ripens
Then

people, get up
we can agree to disagree or we can sever
i'm from the school of higher elevation, getcha bread up
spring for the cheddar, pray for the best

black history is all I'm saying
Ah
And then there was Deja or Tyra Banks with Omar Epps and High Learner

Man, I owe John Singleton many thanks
He had me

Can't stop growing
Yessir

I couldn't stop
If I ever tried
Many said
They was down to ride
But disappeared
When it was time
I can't stop
Excuse me
If

Marx had an idea from the
Confusion of his head
Then there were a thousand
More waiting to be led
The books are sold, the quotes are bought
You learn

the city, pick your best five
How the fuck you bust a Richard down with SIs?
How much a, yeah, one point VV?
Free dem boys, Dickie fits all on TV
Always