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the bombest head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got fam, don't need your pussy anyway
OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats
actual collection,
I've got records that were never meant to be,
records lent to me by men from other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd
international, they'll hear my shit abroad
And I go by "fuck the normal" you can't hold me with your laws
Everything is done, everything is over
You can't hold me
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
cheap labor and fat profits by selling, to you
Before you say what I think, take a deeper look
Why are these people so poor that they need this work
No
the same shit"
The niggas just told these girls that he do it all by himself
It's crazy, cray-cray, I did though, you know what I'm sayin'?
With a golden
why work out cock guns on the D-V-D (why)
Run around with cops from homicide and T-N-T? (cops)
Nigga you can suck my dick
Come around without cops
'd found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD
Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
we'll be by my Christmas tree
You're my gift, you're my present
You're my wish, you're my everything I missed
You're the only thing I need the morning
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an aeroplane
I still couldn't make it on time
'Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I'm gonna
work hard, but hard shit don't need no extra work
That's why I show up in a sweatshirt and let it burn
The world's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, let it
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And everything else will work itself out
Everything else will work itself out
Oh, if I can swallow something
Then people might like me better when I choke it
Illmatic
Then I saw Kanye's hanging from his gold necklace
Then Ye gave me mine, that show you my work ethic
Mom had that hooptie that she ran in the dirt
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Curtis Jackson
50
Let’s go
Many men many men
Need to be looking out for me
I’m taking it all
With a grin like the Grinch
If any want rap beef
I’m bringing
some work, we flippin' that (flippin')
I'm hittin' from jail, they ain't hittin' back
I need a lawyer, money for commissary, and nobody ain't sendin'
got some money on day 4
And I did it for Avery
Make sure my baby got everything that she need paid for
Ay
Dreamt about chasin' the bag and I woke up
why work out cock guns on the D-V-D (why)
Run around with cops from homicide and T-N-T? (cops)
Nigga you can suck my dick
Come around without cops
Growing up I was savage shy but still A savage
Watching pac on dvd I told myself I Had to have it
Momma told me to stop but it turnt To a habit
Told
hustlin' up the dirty deep
Betta watch them dirty boys down south we keep it dirty g
I know you heard of me
I got that work
Man I got that white and I
There comes a time
In everybody's life
When you need
c hero and a miracle
I know you're scared
Baby, I'm scared too
It's very scary
But we need
snapping like a dog on loose
Yeah
Spent a few years out in Germany
Used to go by AE Thirty-Three
Everything I learned really came through adversity
I haven't
all through the town (glou)
I did it by myself no ion never need a crowd
If I was into drugs we smoking oops by the pound (look)
Now tell me how
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