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Yeah
Feeling good Feeling great
Knock that dust off.. get right back to it
You will or you won't
You do or you don't

24 hours a day lets say the sun

Big, yeah, mixed by Big Andy
Dr Dragon, uh, yeah
Black stars soldiers , yeah
Don't let people ruin the happiness, ruin your talent

They try so hard

Never Heard It Like This Before

Chris Lowe

Black Life

2004

hustlin and pedalin
Whoever you are, I know your type by far
Have some respect and keep that act up to par
The rules of my game for your protection

another 8-ball 
Brother don't play me, shooting with gold plated 
Doing 'em no favors cuz I'm here to get mine 
Ready to redline, it's only the test drive

niggas never scare me
Shoot your shot don't spare me cause I won't spare thee
Ruger leave his as ecstatic yeah it's on sight nigga automatic

I could have

one of the first Niggas to ride
But a man can only deal with so much until he tied
Don’t get this eagle put in your face over your pride
Push yo

Asian mullah klique 
All mighty the king
Agradese moris kiak
If you don't know what I mean
I come from Timor Leste
It's the sacred land for kings
Our

will push us towards a way
Of loving your fellow humans
No more fights killings lootings or even shootings
No hidden agendas or back stabbing behaviors

bitches with pig descent 
They kill our brothers, and don't repent 
Tried peacefully but it didn't do shit
Why do you listen when we riot
Morality does not

Beat by Proto nigga
Come get a photo nigga
I'm finna go loko nigga
Aye where FU at
Miss don't panic
Frequently I'm finding myself to be romantic
But

of fucking hits that I got stashed bro
Coming at your neck for all the blatant disrespect
Ooh
Sever you head with bars so sharp don't push me to the edge
Can't

on your ass, don't try to run, you can't escape
I be in that field, coachin' Spartans like I'm Izzo
Why these bitches think they India, but really be Alizzo

Down quarters
All hands man your battle stations all
Hands man your battle stations it's
A drill, it's a drill, it's a drill
It's a drill, it's

yah
Fat body, fat body, girl let me work ya
Your body, your body, your body's murder
Yeah (Knife)
No one, no pair runnin' in don't concern ya
Me and my

backyard Kevin
Know I love you like a brother, I'd die for you Kevin
But if push come to shove
And fists turn to slugs
Then you better know what side that

(Fuckin' Abelton is tweakin', Pippy what do you gotta say to them? Nothing)

Always drive slow with my eyes low, I don't give a fuck what you have

calling him bold
Get it right now my shit be sold
He said he want smoke so his breath be cold
Cause my killers by ya
Don’t do too much when they creeping

"Go whoosh and push", and something's telling me, "Don't cook that"
Uh, uh, we ain't giving no corn when we drop that
Junebug too loose, if you swing

just up the score
Catch a nigga by his toe if he scream don't let him go
She gon eat that dick and suck them balls cuz she a ratchet hoe
And they know

head
All the lies you told me, girl, they came straight from your head
Posted by my lone, lonesome kills the soul

Find somewhere to go, had to let you

cowards die a thousand times
Written, mastered, produced by the same guy
I'm Dr Dre and Jay Z at the same time

Tell your girl to hurry and tell her bring

scorchin'
Lower the blindin' spark to eliminate these voices
Can't tell if it's Heaven or Hell, better than sleepin' in cells
Brushin' your teeth with

finna murder again
I don't compare to your favorite rapper cause I put the game in a burial bed
Nah I ain't heard what you said
Niggas be lurking like

gotta
Push your
Power,

let it flow
And
Master your
Will,

It’s temptations
On a daily
Basis,

Don’t fall
To your
Energy,

My nigga
Cause
It’s potent,