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the reaper gon' break all his limbs and get the fuck off of my dick
Making me sick to my stomach
Thinking bout' being a puppet
String being pulled by a power

geeking, yeah yeah, fuck it up
I'm doing better without you
Leave you in the past
Swear I cannot ever wait, I love living fast
Say my music sounds bad
Boy

Deep

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

1994

hit me
Just to pick up the closest thing and knock the living shit out of he
So if you run up, you get done up, I'ma end it
Throw the gun up out

I've been busy
I've been working
They been doubting
They got way too much time on their hands
When I get it imma get it then I'll get it some more

on no call
We gon get it right up out the mud
We had to ball
Hating ass niggas get off yo ass
Most of you niggas living in the past
We can put some money

eye gable came with higher stakes
You probably wanna get out
Never in the sunken place this ant get out
If she’s moving boujee all entitled tell her get

I'm busy beating round the bushes that you won't shave
Just by breathing I be digging out my own grave
Stuck in my old ways, back in them old days
You

go out and get it, its a commodity
Laughing cause I know they don't get it, its just a comedy
Can't let the fake shit bother me, the boy been shaping

the shit, not number two
I'm not antisemitic, I don't fuck with you
They thought I'd fall but they out of luck
Ain't no slowing down, had to turn it up
I do

consider my health a hazard
Or else living in wealth and lavish
And as far as these niggas
Who want to kill me, you never get a chance
You a criminal chill

trouble ‘cause they know that this our year
Bitch shout out them KuKu twins, you know they get you sitchy
Fuck what them boys talking ‘bout, they know we

myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you

it's so hard to get by,
No way I'll ever catch myself living a lie
And you don't need to explain,
By telling me the pleasure is worse than the pain

and the chopper triggers
Even them alphabet boys can't stop a nigga
I pimp tight with that hoe off in the wind
Boy
I gets loose like I'm fresh up out that pen
Boy

Dear God

Willie D

Loved by Few, Hated by Many

2000

tired of the pain)

Verse 3:

Can you please take time out to help ya boy
Cause they down hear trying to steal my joy
Was AIDS really a ploy, to destroy

Pills-berry Boy you can tell by the flow
97 Baby, I'll get the shit sold
I'll get the damn pack, I'll flip it and go
Niggas be hating like shit, but none

don't got time for these people, I'm too busy doubled-up
I'm too busy making money, this ain't no good luck
Why that boy keep living my life, you know he

of our grommets
Block it all out with every brick laid
And we seek nothing out, we stay in here, safe
Stay in here, get defensive when its grave
Is sooner

nigga e no easy
That's why u can see I was busy
Was busy making my money, now the money came in a lorry
So I'm just out on a break, and I came with a few

or making music plus a lotta other stuff
If you don't get a response I prolly saw it but I'm busy
Red dots on my social apps are adding up to 50
Plus my I

You used to say every Saturday
That you didn't have time for me
'Cause they were for the boys, oh boy
Needed you to come by when my dog died

bring my piece to the diner, we can get busy, make it pop once like Genji
I swear this underground scene really nothing but gossip and rumors: it’s Samaru

He worked all month long away
She put on her flashiest dress
He took her away, dancing and drinking
Even before they got busy
Said he'd dreamed

popping pills
You brain dead, why you looking so ill
Lunar be killing the beats, the 808's busy cracking the roof
3amk with hit's and dirty boy wave burning