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he bled and died
Lord Jesus, He died for you and me
He died alone that you might live again
And every sorrow
Is washed away by His endless love
He paid

Uh
Like do you really want all that static, uh
With the gang gang throw yo set up
We gon' maintain any weather
Stay the same mane lets do better

matters
The reason for all the static (Aye)
Whip coming soon
Space ship my coup
And I'm taking off like Nasa (Aye)
Don't play by the rules 
And go take your

I'm drunk

Ten in the morning I'm drunk
Got champagne overflowing my cup
Two bad bitches straight gassed blowing skunk
Cops by the door my nigga watchu

available to be used by you
So use me up

No matter what it is you can't compare to calvary
You bled you died for me for me for me
No matter what it is you

Late night creep, ooh, it's time to drop a dread[00:14.30]The day that nigga stepped in me, the same day that nigga bled[00:17.25]And that's my lil'

At the end of the day
Know she got my back
And I ride for the one's I love (Yuh)
Hit a lick with the glove
Trying to get your money nigga
Feed the one's I love

succumbed to distractions
All love is fatal attraction
N fake interaction 
For the sake of being dramatic 
Radio’s only play static
N all lethal guns can

respect
No flexing no static from the coward 
Pulling a trigger for ma niggaz 
Instead pulling back for the niggaz 
Rep ma city Rep ma niggaz rep ma self
Do

the projects
For a shower, 10 o’clock at night
With grandma towel in my bag
I’m like this can’t be life
Ran extension cord
From Miss Renee‘s
To do our homework

tell us we free but got us fighting for our freedom
I yell free all my savages til the day that they free
Them niggas bite the had that feed em
Turn

I just bought a Patek for the 80, I'ma flash it
Gave a Rollie to my dog, I said fuck it, let him have it
They don't really want this smoke, and my

Ain't No Sunshine

Pastor Troy

We Ready - I Declare War

1999

marry money 'cause money's a faithful bitch
If it ain't one thang its ten more so fuck another
Surrounded by undercovers everytime they see they sucker
My

I never put attachments on my glock, I'm scared of fed cases
But nowadays I got the flashlight and the blue laser
I thank God every day for my food

For tonight I walk alone I walk alone I am
All the way to moon and back I walk alone I am
Hurt a lot I bled inside I walk alone I am
In the dark away

years back he'd kill the black man 
But he's killing the poc by giving them harsh sentences in prison 
Why should they get it harsh and for a long time

The Face in the Embryo

The Blood Brothers

One: It's All Good Man

2001

seventeen nights in the city,
watching the face in the embryo,
traced by fleshy twilight, pleading for cesarean.
You can see it all from the rooftops

hail-to-the-static-addicts
Siphon rights piratic, the panic should have been automatic
Beaten! Beaten for days

reliant
You stagnated, falling getting low Ok that's 10-4 I'm steady getting higher

I woke up Thank God In The Morning

Back in the days I was stuck in ma

five-hundred K every twelve hours)
(Multiply by two that's a milli a day)
(Nigga who are you? Please get out my face)
(Like a landlord I put him in his place)

for my greed
My urge just fogged my mind
Please now, let me mend your wounds
Let's get ourselves inside"

For once i had to carry
The water by myself
I

working by my lonely
Rolling potent just to keep my calm
I rode the wave like a rolling tide to shore
And now my pen strikes ten fold when I write the song

both worlds I tell lies online for a living
Baby would be with me even if the controls ain't coming
Yo
Je suis dans mon bled
I rep mambanda city foret

Mobster's Anthem

Twista

Adrenaline Rush

1997

a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay