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These niggas weak whack, I twist 'em like weed raps
Still on my Nino Brown
Still getting G-money on G packs
No stunna man bussin' like Dunna Man it's

What if we cross the line
Tell me baby we will be fine
I surely won't make you mine
Cause we might be perfect strangers
See that we've gone too far

binge on it 

I've 
Been a long time coming 
Don't cross my line 
Don't touch my buttons 

Keep it to myself nobody but me 
Got myself if nobody got me 
I

you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay

Reasons (Saturday Night)

Faithless

Forever Faithless: The Greatest Hits [Germany]

2005

on and on and last long

Every time I hear this song, this song
I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
Dangerous on the door, seen it all before
Coats

now you're on my mind
I'll be living in the West Coast by October
I told you I'd get there when I got older
A plane fare your brown hair losing track

in the streets they be shouting out the true message 
They be shouting 'bout the new fences 
New prisons for the black brown skin and the news pressing

over chips?
When we could've had a life, getting all that we can get
I don't want to be naive no more, I just want to be free
Live a life of luxury, no

I be smoking weed for the meditation, help me calm my mind, playing dedication
Tre 5 to the KD, cross over, it's a hesitation
You be taking pills,

focused on you
Instead of the lies on the table

And we fall out
Where we lay down the line
That we cross over every time

Time is moving but I stay behind

Keep my friends close like the bloodline
Splash on that shit yeah I think I hit the goldmine
Cross up your bitch like the state line
Always on time like

something to remember me by
Midsummer night constellations
Stretched over grand mountain ranges
An hour from the GWB
Buried in the woods somewhere
Your

I'm Allegheny high
Lanin' back into my ride
I'm goin' 'cross the great divide
Headed over yonder
A trail of tears lies behind
Lonesome whistle

behind me undercover in the Rover
I cross over four lanes of traffic
To fuck them hoes over, hol' up

Most drug dealers doin' life in the pen
Or spend they

on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not

Cascading glass eyes
Trap the heat while we're
Gliding on moonlight
Floating by
The distance humming
Over sirens
Consoling the infants
In our minds

Angels dancing in a druggy brown conga line around me.
I’m thinking maybe I can sneak a sip of Henny outside.
Cause they’ll noticed and they’ll know I

SPITTIN FACTS ALL HE GOT IS BARS
FIJI WATER, NICOTINE, AND WE GOT SOME LINES


YOUNG MGVIBES HELLA FRESH, I WANT ALL THE SMOKE
KILLIN THE V8 GOT IT CHIPPED

Hey there folks
This is rokdrummer over here
We got a sweet piece
Of chicago style blues

Comin in from my buddy
Jarno Luhtanen
In Koskenkorva

silver by her hair
Fendi over YSL
I'm throwing the Fenty-wear everywhere
We only got 20 minutes, we don't care
She called for the room service to the lair

Big Amount

Drake

Big Amount

Voss on these bitches
Yeah, I have no thoughts on these bitches
Yeah, rock Double Cross on these bitches, yeah
Dearly departed, gather today
On some

The scrapbook is covered with decades of dust tucked away on a shelf 
He shuffles over and picks it up, sits there by himself 
Inside are memories

And I've been goin' through hell, caught in a vicious spell
Blinded by the light, cross coursed stumbled and fell
I'm feeling so alone, I think I'm

Bricks 4 the High

Damon Dash

On Top of Our Game [Clean]

2006

trillionaire

I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down, down

Nigga, I fuckin' hustle, nigga, I