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Mo, I'll take ‘em home and let ‘em go, or maybe I should let him go. I could just take his friend John Doe or was that Mike who bought me Mo'." Everbody

I Tried

Geto Boys

The Foundation

2005

the only one I trust as a friend
I know I'm on my last leg limpin with this bullshit written
But I still gotta bring it to light
Spent half of a lifetime

Heavy hangs the hand at the end of the wrist
Like a pendulum swings and it's clenched in a fist

Locked at home, high alone
Half an empty glass

Telecide

The Tubes

Remote Control

1979

9-to-5 job
Rather have a knob job

Things get too inertial
No time for commercials
I'd rather be a clone
I guess I'm going home
To visit Kojak
Gong

looking for my vices like I'm Mike Pence
Fake pals eating all my bread up like Pita but
I got Donald Trump's demeanor, fuck around and put wall between us

Boyardee way that I be cooking
Me and B like Walt and Jesse, yea when they be cooking
In the lunch room
Grubbing what the school been pushing
He a rookie so

Waking up on this Monday morning
Like I gotta get it 
Walking out the door
These mothafuckas jacked my car 
I knew they wouldn't make it far 
The way

Live from the Era

Statik Selektah

Extended Play

2013

ladies trying to have the baby off of this kid
I'm not kidding, tell by the way ya'll wrap it up
Sometimes fact is fuck it, the notes until the glasses

Haven't even balled my fists up, in a months half
I always had my suspicions if you asked
Probably over done by now
They try to get me to visit but I cannot

One by one til this place is hollow and we're all alone

Hugging pillows that can't hug back, I'm so missing my better half
Hugging pillows that can't

to see ya and oh by the way
I gotta say this so

You and your friends
Your your friends yeah your friends
Can know I mean
Know what I mean see every scene

don't let it go to your head
Don't give them control

We'll be alright, play a song that we know
Turn on the light, find my way back home

Running around

smile and pretend
Half way up the mountain, I can't turn back now
I can't even quit, I stick it out to the end
Chosen generation going through

been chirping
Since Niggas was wearing Bo Bo's
Now I make a call and get em in by the boatload
Yea
Half of these niggas Bozos
And U2
Can catch this heat

the head
Why they keep trying put a nigga on a bed
Always gotta hear a nigga dead, either that or they try to put em in the feds
Half these niggas finna lose

of something by Logic
I disappear when I grip the mic and spit up on it
They don't recognize me
They don't get the energy or the clever me
Verses looking like

Please don't waist my time yeah
We was up at San Sai cards got declined
And I still know a couple that got taken by the heat like Mike Beasley it's still

On a mission of matter fission in visions 
You crack heads are half dead map questing how to get to ego death 

Emo threats are all you are to me

Before that was your bitch, I used to talk to her
The way you copy me, they think I taught you
Might file a lawsuit, but I can't fault you
If I were you,

the cradle to the grave 
I'm an animal a savage wasn't able to behave

But I had to make way for the love to grow
Gettin money no drugs are sold
No guns

Understand money talk Chris wit the shit yea too broke for this we a different type cloth ain’t built for the stitch 

understand you feel a way you just

Ohh yahh!,Ohh yahh!, Ohh yahh!
Ohh yahh!, Ohh yahh!, Ohh yahh!
Had to learn the hard way, man these hoes ain't shit!
Swear to God you couldn't pay me

(Peech)
She like the way I talk
Coz I'm from the southeast
Passing out food to the street
Go ahead and toss in the Lambo keys
Half a million whatever

Glad bag in a trash receptacle
Drive by with five guys
With macs and then we pull
Wake up at midnight
Eat ya
Go back to bed when full
I'll hand a tech