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benze i got cash
Hit up LA and get my advance
Fakes wanna kick it just cuz I'm next
Bitches wanna chill just for the sex
You know where I'm at if you come

you reaching, rest in peace you and your homie
Fucking up her sheets and then I leave her by her lonely
No I can't stay the night I got them demons

In My Backyard

Dead Celebrity Status

Blood Music

2006

to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up. 
You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up.
There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
And they all wanna be

through and we left him for dead
Opp came through we slime out his chest
Opp came through put him to rest
Me you don't wanna test
You not bulletproof and I

cry
But can't help it, I don't need to lie
Life flies by and someday you'll die
But death is another start, a new life to supply
Pick yourself up
Start

be United like Stateside
I would have blown up by then like Joe

Me and broski just vibin' with it
Are you hearin' the beat? Man's slidin' with it

of glue
And part of me
Couldn't take the truth
Yeah I just freeze
I taste it too
Yeah why'd you leave?
Said, "I couldn't wait for you"
Oh
Lights on
Then

My name within it'self is a
Language that bring you wealth
Careful, comin' at me's
Like hangin' yourself, at a
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead

the way to attic
Well we be smokin Tical
The reservoir is now open
I swim the English Channel backstrokin
You don't know me or my style
We hold court

Shawty come on with me I'ma take you out to paradise
Rollin' with me lucky like a pair of dice
Come on ride up on me yeah you close just like that

I wanna see the best side of me
I know it is, ooh ah, yeah, baby

Niggas say they outside
But with no place to go they say, "Ran'
You look young"

don't you come around my studio with that fake shit
500 for the track fifteen for the mix
Donnie W 
You can hit me up we making it
Aiming for the fucking

blame it on my material possessions
Cause when I'm getting high it's when I tell you my direction
But if it's up to me I'd rather lie and give y'all

blame it on my material possessions
Cause when I'm getting high it's when I tell you my direction
But if it's up to me I'd rather lie and give y'all

Looking for the chief 
The shogun
Trust no one
Caught by bait
This aint the ocean 
Still flowing
But stand on guard
You never know it
Ops open
Just looking

put a hater on hold
Mix up the floor till a nigga will nod

You don't got to tell me what it is
When I get onto the scene
I just see what they really

came up lower middle class, not poor
So don’t feel sorry for me
I don’t need y’all to love me
I need y’all to feel me
And if you feeling froggy to leap

of context
Don't carry a rubber, but always practice safe sex
I'll watch any kind series that you're into
By the end of season one I'll probably like it too

my new love Mary Jane who shows me truth 
Just a ruthless clueless rude bitch with an attitude who’s 
Used to getting used by dudes now you wanna try

when I roll tree
Broke down then broke through, you know me
Cold summers, get chopped up but I don’t freeze
'98 Bulls tee for the low low
Faded in my

young but that’s two years of time that I did invest (yea)
I miss how you just used to get your sexy a** undressed for me
Then you up and left I’m left

the streets, I bake Satan
How many of us it take paper and start a war
It's like starting up a store that sell aces
All my colors and bad brothers, rag coverage

at least you
Get the chance to hear me say
What I need to
Damn
Hoping that you hear my voice
Days when you're driving in your whip
When you're caught up in

to the club
Got the molly and the weed with some lean to mix it up
Freaky bitch got a mouth so don't let her hit the blunt
I ain't wanna hear her talk so I hit