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G's 

I'm out here in LA dog
 
This a different beast

I been did Miami boy

Place is old to me 

Careless bout' a old ting

Shorty dead to me,

You

a headcase
20, 000 poppin out the rubber
Band nigga all dead face
I remember nights when my dog told me that
He used to want the red Wraith
Now we pissing

of bottle rockets
Oh, the way he spun his butterfly
Risked all six his phalanges
With a bag of tangerines in his back pockets
And the method with which
He

when I see the ops I still don't slow down
Caught by the cops with my meat out, not even a joke that was me though
Took all the dogs downtown
Got opps

tho pull yo card like its Hi-Lo
A psycho I got em side tracked by the sideshow
Jet speed skate like I think I'm Wayne Gretzky
Jet Li kick it ride

rockets
So watch how I come out stomping
And conquer the kind of problems
That stopped you from having commas
I'm taking this game too far
So just look

by my tomb but nobody will stay
Hope its a dream but i'm feeling the pain

I'm too dead to live
too dead to die

bottle
Name Nada
Shaun Bands
Y'all alive but we living
It's a difference
Yeah it's different nigga
You can't comprehend be it
No pretending
Fuck the fraud

Mannn
It's like no matter
What I do or give
I can never get it right
This sucks
I don't get why
I go try try
Bottle feelings up
Until they spilling

dream I can't picture me stopping
Remember walking through the streets
Hand glued up onto my rocket
See the real from the fake, when police try get us

the
Yard and do hard labor
Got your memory scarred but you
Gon' remember this all later
Don't worry at all player
Its all saved on your Sega memory card data

is dead

She was walking in her sleep-

What are you saying?!

She had sent her maid away
As was her custom, i understand

No! No!

She walked to her

tonight

When the rockets come out and sun drowns
See me get down in pounds and rounds
Come around and come catch hands
Let's fuckin dance I'm livin lit

Waking up, he wonders if the voices in his head
Are still asleep, he says a prayer in hopes they might be dead
He can't say which way is up
But he

treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by the truckload
Latest album with my dogs but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride,

get up in it construction no limit
Pin it like a cat in a dog fight
We gone get it on tonight
For all y'all who put up the wall to stall
But didn't

Future

DJ Khaled

We The Best Forever [Clean Version]

2011

nigga like a 7B
Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
Yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
Dead faces keep my money in the body bag

bitch! Got a boo boo!
Leave me fuckin 'lone
Been by myself today, yeah
I'ma ascend to another world
I think I'll be okay, yeah
I tried to get in contact

Red Shoes by the Drugstore

Tom Waits

Blue Valentine

1978

dress, on a sad night

One straw in a root beer
A compact with a cracked mirror
And a bottle of evening in Paris perfume

He told her to wait in by

chupacabras dead
I live in the States, born in Monterey
Got a gringa by my side
She can cook some frijoles
I cross the border and la migra said
'hey, come

a dead body right in the back of the house
You ever seen the paper work and found out your dog was a mouse 
You ever lost it all including the house

me homage
Cause you be dead wrong if you thing you got me
I'm steady schemin' with that 40 plottin'
A hustles mentality
It's my only option
I'm coppin'

shot now you're the one paying
Where you at like where you staying
In the tall grass I be preying
Uh where did it go behind the counter
With my dogs off

of sad memories 
and a good purpose 
You don't wanna live like a ghost 
We must take time to believe in time 
those lights are made for this 
to make you