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you one last goodbye
Aww what's matter fear look me in the eye
I want you to know the reason you lost this fight is because of Christ
Because of him I

Go Ham for the green
Im grinding, the album $9.99
Reprised Im back to selling dimes
I never thought I say it again 
You know its B-l-a-c-k on da end I

time is money
Could say I'm stacked with clocks

Don't get your gum stuck
Boy, you needa wreck a check
Done did some dumb stuff
But I ain't got no

you a loose end
I'll be killing and murdering a beat, in the blink of eye
Caught you by surprise, red handed, with your hands in your pants
Maybe

Look
Almost every time I write, I'm picking up a pen full of spite
Sonic sonnets from a chronic mind of strife
It's a war going on Imma fight
Eyes

grinding, you heard my latest album
It was the first worthwhile one Fanele is coming next with more fire
Col-shots captured it, he’s got the eye
I wouldn’t

when they hear
My album finna drop
I'm bussing every day like my
Car was in the shop stop lying on the mic
About your perfect sound
Everything you say is

these niggas they kissing they Trippin they all wanna know where I'm at
Hit song tell em run it back
Drop a album man these kids wanna party
Get these

busy grinding. You heard my latest album
It was the first worthwhile one. Fanele is coming next with more fire
Col-shots captured it. He’s got the eye
I

the park but I'm not Derek Jeter
Snapping like Stark, getting close by the meter
All you do is bark with the hands of a tweeter
People keep talking I really

living in my eyes
Cuz I ain't really all they say I am
I'm just a guy and I ain't got no pride (pride)
Whip through my city in a KIA by my damn self
Can't

Story of Jonathon (Prologue to the Crimson Idol) [Bonus Track]

W.A.S.P.

The Crimson Idol

1992

grew older the constant comparison between my
brother and myself left little doubt who was the image of perfection in my
father's eye. To him, my

U Love 2 Hate

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

What the fuck you done fo me?
But talk shit behind my back, and try an smoke my weed
Or is it because I used to funk wit $hort an Master P
Hatin'

from the start
Just you wait until this album drop
It might just top the charts
They heard OTS is going up
Now they all want be apart
But it's the same

Know 
That I’m Smokin’ By Tha Ó 
Inhaling WoodTowns Finest 
My Flow Is Ill No Virus
Passing Joints To A Royal Highness 

Enemies Cross Over 
They Don’t

Because we both know that’s a lie

Every night I’m sitting in my mind

Knowing you can see through my eyes

I’m sitting here waiting to be found

Playing

People Like Me

K'NAAN

Troubadour [Clean]

2009

my women back home, we're constantly arguing
And I must be crazy 'cause all I'm obsessing with is

Her MySpace and face book and who's commenting
I

People Like Me

K'NAAN

Troubadour

2009

Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
And open doors to hurting people like me
People like me

Is it fair to say that I am stressing out

tell by the look in your eyes an
You looking surprised when them 
Brooklyn guys arrive you move to the side.
You shooken inside.
Get yo pride tooken,

breathin demon, provin that the grass isn't greener on the other side. That means your team is about to be expired, I'm sendin you all to the back

Yeah I definitely feel like this is
Erm the best body of work that I’ve put out
Masterpiece
It just is exactly what it says init
I’ve been out here

see,
Today it’s the cities, tomorrow it might be countries,
Fortune is not heartless, respect is priceless,

Yeah, I see that eyes of the people,
That

don't get me
Betting on myself like I bagged a bookie
Just a freshman but was never a rookie
This album is my present to you
I hope you left out the milk

that I ain't tryna fake
Quiet ass fans be the loudest when it's time to hate
When it's time to ride; nothin but empty promise by my side
All these albums