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like
A man that lost his fuckin' thumb
Hold up, you look like a cab driver
The boy that pump my gas and the boy
At 7-11 I buy my Dutchies from
This might

knees like Kaepernick
Bitch ima killa, lil boy you A pacifist
Bitch ima sippa, got whole lotta activist
12 try to catch me, you know im gassin' it
Aint

just 
by sending change through the mail

Dear Penny Ave, you got some explaining to do
These boys proudly tote guns and knives, and they probably aimed

Get Back, Pt. 2

DJ Hi-Tek

Hi-Teknology

2001

baffle weapons inspections like Saddam Hussein
and rocks with the impact
Gettin beat with socks filled with ten-packs of tokens
Men's backs get broken

The Mirror of the Soul

Chris de Burgh

The Storyman

2006

of the soul;

All through the world, there are many others, who always follow
Everything they are told,
By men with rules and regulations, using old

Do Your Time

Beanie Sigel

Release Therapy

2006

The food in your locker keeps shrinking, your celly feet stinking
The canteen ran out of menthol's
Can't see how grown men wash other men drawers
Niggas

Warning

Super Cat

Struggle Continues

1995

Now I and I say eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And He that live by the sword shall die by the sword
And if you're Christian go to Church

words boy 
StickUp pull up on yo block and you gone pull off in a hearse boy aye 

She know I'm not a lame 
Let her call call me by my name 
Told her I

Hook 
Fast life living in dat lane (HIGH ROLLIN) pushin X, Boy, Kush and Cocaine (STRAIGHT DRUGS) I’m a wild nigga and I can’t be tamed (WILD 100’s) in

Big man feeling like Big man
Lil white boy from the mud out the pig pen
Kicking that shit time ticking like Big Ben
Racing myself, only competition I

who was rough necks then
But blades made cut throat of them
Boys to men we don't make sense
We make mills man
No meals man
No deals man
Like Mozart

mental
You niggaz get the memo
So boy cudos
Signing deals and aint sent a demo
Getting it the king they label me this
By product of the pen
Them fakes aint

of heaven
See I leavened the bread
But still this mark on my head
That I was handed by men
Who think that I should be dead
It won't leave
So I sleep deep

Diamond Taylorrrrr

Verse 1

Damn she got curves, with a body that serves
If you ain’t in ya bag don’t even build up the nerve
Fuck boys and broke

fat fucking fingers into the honey made by men,
Then the big hairy bear awoke from his peaceful sleep and said:

Little, little lad stop coming in my

This Ain't A Gameboy
2 n----s  they were cousins 
Got hit with the same .. toy.

Already know yeah
E-klass in this bitch yeah!

These niggas fame

dividends
I'm tryna get this load off
I've been trappin ain't no middle men
They blowing up my phone bruh
Boy told me to slide but where he at I'm where he be

Folly boy, there's much to see
Flying down a vacancy
It's a lovely day, for awhile
Watch out boy get in quick, the men are soulful, women sick
Can

a bad gyal
When me boss up the plays all the men dem a run
Big bompa gyal mi boss up and whine when you cheat on me
Me ago cheat on you too
Hey boy
What

in her mouth, boy, I know you taste it
I ain't nothin' like Kodak, finna call my Haitians
You clutch your shit when I walk by, bitch, I know you racist

a man
It's certain things only a man can show
Destroy them as boys, they'll never be men
Define him by money, the bread he brings in
Call him a man when

the boys
Leather love
Give in to the noise
Leather love
A feeling so diving

Give in to your fierce desires
Feeling up my body covered up in straps
Your

at the knees like shorts
It gets worst, if you don't care for my
Sick thoughts like a nurse
With no known remedy
I'm leavin' boys and men on bended knee
'til

on the girls but
She getting plenty mens
Heard they eat it good so now she wondering
Am I lesbian? This girl type shook like
She in between the lines go by