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feelin' right now
At five o'clock in the morning
The crack of dawn-in-a

Wella, Mr. Black Man tell me where you're heading
The last few years I watched

What? Did I hurt your feelings
Aah I'm supposed to be scared now right
Yo I like to dedicate this record right here to Mr. Marshall Mathers mother

in that water
I can't get up out it
Mama see I'm surrounded by sharks
But none but love around me
Just know when you start to see that fin
It's

to be if you're like me and crave brutality 
I've been to California by way of Tijuana
Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana 
I smoked about

wild, I can't be that now

Niggaz think I fell, it was falling in love
With the journey, it's been hell; but I have risen above
I'm still on that Marry

the
Walls of Confinement
Surrounded by trees
And Criminals
In retirement
Prior years spent
Blood sweat and also
Tears went forgotten
About by everybody
So I'm

love the green you’d swear I was Irish
I write my bars and sell them by the jars
(jars) the fiends here can’t get
Enough, like El DeBarge, know why?

to get that bitch to cream
You know I'm a Dog I like it bald just like Mr Clean
Im the Goat i don't need no team
Fuck A nigga Cee Lo Green
They picked me

get slammed
Popping verses like your
Hoes pop pussy smoking purple
Got it by the pound I'm the big dog
Around down south got
The juice I got love
For

And Mr Trent is just an Alias
To make you hate this
It's so fucking basic
I'm a criminal
That's lyrical
A fucked individual 
It's a miracle 
I'm so visible

to protect a woman
Now he's out here thinking its odd to have a single woman
But um, you never showed him how to love on 'em
How to kiss on 'em
How to make

Party for the Fight to Write

Atmosphere

Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EPs

2000

get along, but we sing the same song
Party for the fight to write, and write on

Stay gold Pony Boy, stay true outspoken
Make a record Mr. Gangster

Still Standin Strong

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

1998

people show me love
Went over to GA people showed me love
Went to North Carolina they showed us love
Even went to California and got love from thugz

as biscuits from lil' Mrs. Baird's
Also make a whole lot of dough
But still remain will be floatin' in commodes
My lil' homies think my matrimony
Say you

How It Feels

Pras Michel

Win Lose or Draw [Clean]

2005

The two blend together like dope and fiends
Cope with teens, has that new gangster lean

Everybody just wanna be a ghetto star
Fly cribs and drivin'

Rolex

Booba

Futur

2013

still on that hood shit
Post up by the liquor store, up the block from 8 to 4
My little nigga selling dope, it's GPL fuck you now
My Spanish Bousin

yeah

I jumped in this shit, just to cause some terror, I'm not from the blogger era
Park my coupe by the truck that start up when I'm walkin' near it

Shooters ballers and the scholarS 
Common goal is profit 
Surrounded by those who are Toxic 

I don't know what to do wit
Negas 
Left me hanging like THey

the doors go up on the new ride 

What do you do when ya back against the wall 
Gotta n**** screaming f*** em all 
Lately I can't trust nobody 
See love don't

like cancer
Modern warfare, niggas be campers
Niggas so gangster, nah they be actors

"Catch me outside" you sound like that bitch
You wanna be one so

Projects get to tore up
Gangsters don't grown up
I never had to throw up
Im rapping like my fro back
I'm broke like the world view
But I still love

right by a festival
Stop watching WCW
Cause real life is something like MMA
See they complain about and they say
But they snitching on themselves everyday

And my flow is spectacular
I told yo hoe imma bachelor
She instantly bent over for me
Oh how I'm tapping her
She love throwing that ass at us
And oh how

Hard to believe true love comes easy
Come in like the seasons then it's gone by the evenings
If I'm wrong I don't mean it but I be paranoid
And I be