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Qua-quaaludes
For the pain in my back
The pain in my heart
Got me always feeling sad
Wiping my tears
Blood stained gucci rag
Blinded by the blood in my eyes
I

And cut your face up into little pieces of meat"
Cracker please
We ain't going back to no slave ship
All that hate we facing
In a way it's the same shit
So

I Been on a roll boy been on a roll boy
Like R2D2 my droid and I'm staying fresh with altoids
Every rapper got a weakness minus me I'm undefeated

Candyman

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

to sweat girl every time I see ya smile back
I ain't pretty or nothin' 
But still I got enough game to back it all up when I leave
I got another trick up my

playin Gustavo

Bet you never thought we'd be back here again
In this spotlight adrenaline has me feeling zen
Holding on tight not letting go until

When you lost in a matrice
Take a look at your space 
Look Back I'm here standing with the band 
I'll hit you with my 55 plans 
Boy we on your convoy

me by your side
I'd cross my heart not hoping to die

I'll go through the fire one more time
I'll walk on a tightrope fifty feet high
Just say you want

said what the fuck baby where is your crib I took her back that night and I smashed it she got that dope love that dope love that you can’t get enough

He said to me son just trust in my plan
And follow my lead don’t let go my hand
Cause I got your back through the thick and the thin
You’re never alone

Walkman do the walking
Walkman do the walking
Walkman do the walking
Walkman do the walking

Walk with me, got something for you to judge
Yeah my

I don't wanna smoke your weed cuz I heard it's Laced
Damn he ain't got no straps so he up to mace
I warm a honey bun but I'ma throw it at your face
I

song until I got your payment
I couldn't ever be a doctor, I don't have no patience
Arizona tea, near two dollars, screaming "Fuck inflation"
Just posted

Country Blues

Doc Watson

Portrait

1988

Come all you good time people
While I've got money to spend
Tomorrow might be Monday 
And I'd neither have a dollar nor a friend 
Well I've got

akafun' uk'sebenza
I don't judge her, I don't judge her, get your money baby
Jus' make sure you stack it up, keep on elevatin'
She know she got it, she lit

head
Concrete where he laid and bled
Shoot his ass again in case he playin' dead
All my shooters got Jamaican dreads
On your head I place a bet
If you

stoned
You don’t get high, your bitch gave me dome
You don't make two million off a tour, dawg
I'm just getting home you don't got two or
Three bitches

that you'd
Be happy I made it i'm that cat by the bar
Toasting to the good life
You the faggot ass nigga trying
To pull me back, right?
When my joint get

Last wish to be a koi or a catfish
Anch'd down to taste the bottom of the sandwich
Everybody claim that they got mad shit
But I'm the one

Gotta pay

comfortable please
Cause we've got a hell of a long wait, Steve

There's nothin like a waiting room
To set your head, back straight on to
I never knew, I needed

In this life you play for keeps cause niggas hungry
In this life these niggas tricky so they gone switch
Got to watch your back cause these niggas

at twenty-five, I can't afford it
Beef is sorted like Godiva, chocolates
N*ggaz you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock it
Plan aborted, you and your mans get

never treat me like your enemy 

Pull that skirt down 

You all legs like a centipede 

The way I got you wet girl 

Its bringing back memories 

clways

City Streets

Spice 1

Spice 1

1992

to strain your eyes
Got to the corner, hit a left, seen the HPD
That's when I knew that they were after S-p-i-see-e
Turned up my music and dashed, goin'

Untitled Track

Missy Elliott

Miss E...So Addictive/Da Real World/Supa Dupa Fly

2001

something inside that controls me
As I walk to the D.J and I say

1- Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two