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confessions 



You walk a mile

In my shoes 

You

Learn 1000 lessons



I keep 2 shootas

By my side 

I

Call em 

Smith and Wesson 



Call d roc

He speak

no home trainin'
Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'
Roll it up, lace it, pop a few, chase it
I've been in the Matrix, none of this shit

Lock Smith the way the brother pick locks 
A milli a milli nah fuck it I want a dozen 
I mean honestly who doesn't we not in this game for nothing
Better

me by
should I wave/
just keep it moving
cause I'm still looked at like a slave/
They dug plenty graves
started with Treyvon Martin/
celebrated after

over one hundred and one degrees
And speaking of hot y'all, we're back with another new hit song
Microwave, by Casey Jones II and FARO, that's coming

The Thriller
Smooth Like Michael Jackson, Shootin' Up Shit Like Reggie Miller
I like My Cars All Black, If Yo' Hoe Yellow Then I'ma Steeler 
Look Bitch Miss Me

staying by my side so I don't need nobody else
But that's the stubborn in me I'm no good at getting help
I'm still swimming laps around these niggas Michael

nation owes me a living
Today I go make ah killing
Never once stoop to thieving
By brains and hardwork he climb
Poverty could never absolve crime
No Way

The are the children of the place you left behind
The ones you thought wouldn't make it
They are... Southside Sons
Like Michael and Pippen
Success is

a nigga block do a 360
Text a nigga bitch 'cause I know she miss me
Miss me with the bullshit, boy don't tempt me
I been sippin' all night, rest in peace

I swear they don't know Jack about my one take Jake
Ditching Mustang Sally driving 'round Miss Daisey
Who do you call God
Do people call you crazy?
Do

deal with it
I'm still risking it all fall I will flip it
My hand cock for my shot to the top I Will Smith it
Always prepared for foes and known for my

Westside Slaughterhouse [Edited]

Ice Cube

The Best of Westside Connection [Clean]

2007

with no common sense
Hip Hop started in the west
Ice Cube bailin' through the east without a vest

[W.C]
Now as I look to my riz-right and to my

And I'm over my nervousness
And I'm way too determined bitch!
And I'm preaching my sermon trick
Like Eric and Parrish Smith
And I carry a pair of fists

Young Money kaine is in the building nigga

Uhh, she got that good good
She Michael Jackson Bad
I'm attracted to her
 with her attractive ass
You get

Game's Pain

The Game

LAX

2008

cause I just want the world to know
I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way

treated like Men in Black, 
But don't call me a Smith, 
Still I'm a star, 
Swear I'm related to Michael Jack, 
Billy Jean on my hip,
I'm not the one for you

little miss trying to be my main
I can feel her pain when she chills on the side
It's not long until the mandem up
Until that day keep your eye

Had to take them first steps down my own route. 

($kye):
Niggas steady threaten w a smith and wesson
Til I get to check him
Ima make that nigga learn

spreadin' her legs
Disrespect me send a oota ya way
And he gon' shoot like he from Golden State
And This Curry it came w the Klay
I got a new toy I'm not

leave, just tell me the issue
(Why do you leave?)
W-Why do you leave, just tell me the issue
L-Lie to me cause you know that I miss you
T-Talk to me about

we riding in that zone
Celebrating with my team, couldn't do it all alone
We made it all this way, remember how I prayed
I wanted this for us, so

Psycho

Eminem

Before I Self Destruct

2009

that it's really hard to miss it

You see I'm a psycho (a psycho), a sicko (a sicko)
I'm crazy (I'm crazy, I'm crazy)
I said I got my knife pulled

Intro
Mainstream Media, Neo, Rhineheart & Douglas Murray

chorus
I hail from a time when vinyls and cassettes
Were the sole way of consuming music