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I got a fire that won't burn out
Guided by the same spirit who reviving me

Every day I'm livin I-I-I
Thank God for the breath in my lungs that I'm

Hard
1,2 and 3
Watching DVD's
BIC never on easy street
Fall down 7 times get up 8 no matter where I be
On the map I keep that as my philosophy

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

in your behind I said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme whatcha got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make

in that case, the part of the Grandfather will be played by,
huh, a bassoon....

Three French horns play the part of... uhm... three French horns...

the world)
Aha, I got a story to tell (All around the world)
Check it out, c'mon

Chorus
What do you mean, John 3 16?
For God so loved the world, every man

to speak
Had to choose between life and death
I wisely chose a beat
Now I'm living life by faith I was saved by His grace (Grace)
Guilty verdict on my name

I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will

again
Fire in your heart go
Burn out every doubt you get oh
Do you ever make it to the talk
This life not turn by turn
So don't you stop eh
Will I ever

hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry
If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy
Cuz I know

hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry
If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy
Cuz I know

hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry
If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy
Cuz I know

abnormal, like you
There's privacy for a reason, Rand, it's true
So let me go out here
Far away
You don't want me anymore
OK I get it
Just let me be out here

As man n one day he'll
Understand
Like I did Wit my old man

He was young times were hard
He lashed out at the world
Then he focused in
Worked hard every

same color as butter
When I ride by, niggaz be like damn I can't believe it's butter
Believe me dog I ain't never gotta spit
Iced-out grill that says

leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food

We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs
And they'll think it's just 'cause we're young
And we'll feel so alive
I'm only here by the grace of my

So, send me a postcard
Send me a three-by-five
Letting me know you're still alive
Say you'll visit December
Send me a sorry note
Tell me you forgot

to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11

It's a man's world, niggas get played
Another stray
Hope I live to see another day, hey!
I'm gettin' sweated by these undercovers
Who can I trust, got my

Just 5 more days
Just 4 more days
Just 3 more days
Just 2 more days
Day by day I sit inside this cage (Just 1 more days)
Wondering how am I going

for the snow man
You don't want drama
Trust me I can get hot like lava
So on point in the war
The government wanna find out if
I've been chatting

Rollin' on 20's

Lil' Flip

2 Fast 2 Furious

2003

and get me
We run dis city, you can't do nothin' wit me
It's young red ya'll, I'm rollin' somethin' sticky
You see them 20's, believe they worth three

of God that's Romans 3:2 it had to get me on my job but um lately convictions eating me alive oh ye of little faith is all I'm hearing in my mind 
It's

I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up