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Tabula Rasa [Radio Edit]

Freundeskreis

Rhymes Galore

2000

Watch me appear on the field, my mission is to chill
I'n'i think 'bout the vibes and about the dollar bill
Been busy on my rhymes, put some

Message [Skitz Club Rmx]

Stunt Nuts

Club Mania: Sound of the Clubs, Vol. 2

2000

Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta

The Militia

Freddie Foxxx

Street Triumph

2006

City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with

I never needed nothing
What I want I take
Thas how you do it
Growin’ up in the bay
Raised by the village
Taught me stunt everyday 
No matter how you

I never needed nothing
What I want I take
Thas how you do it
Growin’ up in the bay
Raised by the village
Taught me stunt everyday 
No matter how you

it

She was stuck in her past so we ain't have a future
Had me blinded by ass til I seen that we were

On two different levels a buck would make her

those thighs
Ooh I know it's heaven waiting for me
Ooh
So tell me where have you gone?
In the big city all on your own
Diamond in the rough, heart made

pew, pew
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah) yeah, ay, ay

Can't no rapper put no fear in my heart
It was never really there from

the fucking start
You played games with my fucking heart
And after you, I fell a-fucking-part, damn

I know we weren't perfect
I guess I thought we were

This Life

Nitty

It's Not a Game

2000

the ideal nigga 
Preppy like Hilfiger
Pretty vill nigga 
But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger
Turned into a field nigga
Not pickin' cotton 
But

sign to OVO but I
Got the Drac' with me
Fire-ass slides on the road
Scorch eight cities
Straps in thе whip so you
Know that's eight titties
Bitch, I stay

really feel, follow
Your heart, now start scorin', man
Get those bills, one hundred million deals
There's a trillion stars, pick a thrill

Oops-a daisy i

to bother me
Nigga, I'm a loner
Thinking you got heart
Turn organ donor
I really by myself for it
I don't really know me
And it makes for it
Like I used to be

He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransom
In the heart

Woo, I feel like I'm Conor McGregor
Woo, I feel like I'm Conor McGregor

2017, I'm going back to my old ways
Ridin' through your city in a Chevy