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two sides
Time to decide
What's your lane
The word says
To be humble
That's kinda strange
I post all glory to God
But still want the fame
Still want

Everybody want the fame, but don't know what it take

Can't be your true self while seeking validation (validation)
Gotta learn to let go, that's

what i was missin before 
I went from workin in a store to havin hella shit in store 
And i cant thank you enough for making me want more 
Just to shit

York New York, from Clue to Flex
New cassettes stay poppin up, your boo let me throw my cock in her
Rappin got me two proper nuts
It's crazy, I even rap

smell that I’m rich
I don’t need two cents
Got the matrix to glitch

I’m a golden goose
I don’t jump through hoops
And if the hunter shoots
He know that

on an opp Michael Jackson
I want a bad bitch Toni Braxton
I went to the bank with a couple of racks on
Chasing the gwuap that's a big bag
Call me the Joker

Go and get it never wait for it
You really want it, better pray for it
Mama said they'll be better days boy
But I'm just trying to find my way Lord
I

jump all-black, gon' pull a kickdoor
For 1500, youngin' knocked 'em off
We gon' kill 'em all by one by one, I want the top dog
Really fucked up in

the finger
You know just who to blame
When the shit gets tough
Your feelings hit the dirt
When you think that you just about had enough
I'm the one that you

with some shells but I don't walk with a limp

In the hood the girls say “50 you hot”
I want them to love me like they love 2 Pac
Now shawty’s feelin my

The One

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

[Chorus]
Sex, and drugs, and dirty money
On the race to rule the world, you
Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds
Your time is up now
Three, Two

Miami Life

Ras Kass

Soul on Ice

1996

and who gets to be
the future Pablo Escobar don't need a diploma
Minimum wage the rest I'm livin whale like Jonah

Chorus

Verse Two:

Walk these streets

said you don't want to love
Said you can't trust to give your love
You such a good dick to ride
Boy you making me walk side to side
Can I stop by tonight

Tango
(Tango from the mango you heard)
3 Strips on no checks
Aint worry bout them they sex (One love)
Big chain hang frm my neck
Take a whole pint

Paint a Dark Picture

Tech N9ne

The Box Set

2009

you n in a minute I'm a veer
Left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
Death.
I'm sorry but I mean

I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they

'm George Clooney
If you hate, keep it to yourself like you caught cooties
Part two the Pivot tape, they hear me the first time
This is just reitery
Girl

lit
One two lyricist I spit
Shit sick
Now let it just sit
Who really want it with this
Ya'll talk guns
Guns that don't bust
Ya'll talk cash
Cash ya

Touchdown

The Game

LAX [Clean]

2008

in here
When I touchdown

Kick the Roberto Cavalli's off and lets talk sex
Let me whisper in your ear how you like your sex
Should I unzip your

Don't even talk to me
Keep your fake love to yourself don't make it hard for me
To do whatever the fuck i want to
Don't listen to these people
Chase your

bone and flesh from teeth
It's clear I'm the next to be
Who's the one that's testing me
Cause I can put a number two pencil right where your mentals be

On the gang
I ain't talking sex i'll take your brain
On the gang
On your homie shirt that where we leave your stain
On the gang
I'll kill a nigga

being broke is my rival
I want my money to tower, like Eiffel 
I want my diamonds to dance, just like Michael
A dynamic duo, like Chris Brown and Tyga
All

I dove in
'Til 3:45 in morning
Sex until 6:00 in the morning
Round two like a remix, like a beach
I put your legs in peace signs, make your body