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L.A. 9th & Grand

White noise Sharpie, Garnet-Pinkie Dan
Lined up there is Eddie and his backup Sam
Don't forget to bring the bank now Lynnie
Be sure

decisions that shit bring you guilt
Gotta watch your own back while you go up that hill
Cause right now people do shit for the thrill
Gotta get off my ass,

and klay
Jimmy and jey
Eddie and ray
Grayson and wayne
Heyman and reigns
Itachi and pain
Causing the chaos no matter the Day
Please back away I'm feeling so

a fisher knows his fish
I've done this so many times that by now it’s a habit, dear
I wish you’d stay, wish
You’d stay
Tell me who’s filling up
Your day,

to set off
I fear God plus I'm fresher than ya reverends dog
I ain't with the back bad fourth dog I ain't tennis ball
Use to hit the scales heavy talking

on top now like a PEZ cap
I'm trying to bring that real shit from the dead back
Talking to these ghosts only they know where my head at
Suicidal doors

hits in the Basement
Fuckin' with a lil' blasian she bring Nothing a little amazement
Nothing to frame wit' she bring thrills to the streets I'll never

and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you

Nureau Ink
Thought we was playing
Out the Box 2, YEP
Out the Box 2
Demons better step back
Cause the demon slayer's back
Ba Ba Ba Backbiting
And I

Getting cocky by showing me your teeth
I'm reaching out to Chief Kamachi
Bring out your hair shavers
I would like to torture you
I'll treat you like

bring the rockets out
Reel em like a fisher finna cut that lil boy body out
Have his ass shaking like a crackhead brought some molly out
Think I don't got

not dead
Paid a price like fisher now I fish for men yuh
Back then was a red shirt now I'm off the bench yuh
Back then was a flexer used to talk bout

the goal fisher
With the net so call me Peter
Like we dey for side of river
Then the voice of Jah Jehovah
Came and turned me
To a Preacher

By his powers I

styles lousy
I'm more raw, like Townsend or Eddie is how I rouse 'em
My rate's cash, per hour, how I devour sour
I taste grass, purple flower last a couple

can fold her like a pretzel
Body out of this world body celestial
She is not property but she an intellectual
She see what I bring to the table so we

it on me man
My money long I'm talking meters man
Drink by the litters man
The police come we don't know nothing man
We caught amnesia man
Don't know

the underground
The block is my womb
Mi amo Chucky Hussle
Tuck the muscle
Walk in the room
I got the city on my back
Like my jersey on the wrong way
Fisher

VVS bracelet and YSL lenses I’m seeing you ruin ur career in
Minding my business I’m kicking back dripping out doing my shit counting racks by

Rich and Black

Busta Rhymes

Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang

2011

to alleviate the pain
Eddie King, Richard Pryor pinky ring
Watch your conduct nigga
Throw parties for my niggas that's living, you guessed it
Models y'all

not same
I'm at sky level
This is Big Bang
Been out here grinding doing big thangs
First one to copt that big range
Back in 2012 ain't shit changed
But

Way Up Here

Rebecca St. James

Rebecca St. James

1994

By Bob Farrell & Eddie DeGarmo

I walk along this winding road
Too many voices tell me which way to go
Sometimes this heart gets so confused
I need

thrills
I got pack what you want
Stack yo bills
Jugg a mil
Bring it back get it done
Niggas looking for a way out
My bitch want me to stay around and play

that way

Let's love like we're hungry again
Bring back the passion we had back then
The time has gone by, we forgot what it meant
Lets love like we're

baseball bat
Ok Eric
Ok Trevor
What the fuck ever
Threaten me with violence, I'll hit back with a feather
Keep your baseball bat and your piss-stained beard