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And it's that same ol' stereotype
No they ain't letting go of nothing
People think it's changed
I tell 'em that they're buzzing
Still judge me by my

a glee ah yea
Ow I had to kick in da doe I ain't breaking my neck I ain't checking for hoes
Uh we just gone get to the doe I'm hitting the bank and I'm

ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
She in my head, but I'm in my zone
I call her over just to give me dome
She take these drugs with me, just

Friday Night

Scarface

Friday [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

1995

and a motherfuckin' fifth 
Is you wit me locc? 
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mines 
When I'm in Houston you be treatin' me fine 
I scoop you up in

me you can go shortly
Need a princess by day and a slut by night
I'm hungry baby got an appetite
You like to be degraded oh fuck that's tight
I think I

Cereal Killer

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

victim's Fruity Pebbles
I'm killin any motherfucker jumpin in my mix
I'm out to get you Pebbles, heard the bitch was turnin tricks
I'm packin up my shit
I'm

worst instincts get the best of me
I'm spinning out on manic thoughts
This panic's got its claws in me

Weight on my chest, it's so hard to breathe

Sweat drips out thoughts pour in
Running in vain trying to catch that kid
Too much time regretting what I'm not
Robbing me blind of every gift He

Girl you so bad it be hard to imagine it
The way you make it disappear it's a magic trick
Have me feeling all immaculate
On that tale I'm tattling

isn't right
Is that love I see?
Is it a trick of the light?
You know some days I only see in black and white
Well before you go turn out the light
Cuz I'm

Wings of the Morning [Album Version]

Capleton

Prophecy

1995

rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,

like Santa Claus 
by the way you getting gifted
and I ain't talking bout no coccy shit 
I'm talking bout them solid gold bricks 
in my lyrics Riffs
break

a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace,

bucks could change the way your mother feel
Time for the change, don't even have a clue, like, "Where to start?" (That scar)
I'm way in Utah with lil'

To know how real my shit is
Nigga go read the motherfucking
Newspaper you trick-ass nigga
I'm stuck in jail

Murderous mind state
Can't keep my nine

the sidewalk right down the 6ix and
Pullin the screams, you soundin like Six Inch

Haunted house by the corner
Bodies down for the coroner
Then we hop right in

Welcome to Trick Plays
Streets last hope, know what I’m saying they don’t wanna listen though
They rather watch and see if ima do it then critique the form

Yea
Look
So much on my plate
It’s hard not to feel overwhelmed 
They ask me if I’m down to earth
I tell ‘em I’m not from this realm 
My bitch from

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
La La
Sitting on a Wednesday afternoon
I'm all alone in this noisy room
I'm passing the time
I'm waiting on
Waiting for you

burning the pages of our story 
That love for me must've been scary
I walked the line by your design
Now I'm Stuck ,Stuck in cloud nine

Turn to the next

head back and I'm heading diagonal
Turning this capitol
Will took a dive and I jumped down the rabbit hole
Jump, jump, jump right in
Fell your pain

I wanna ascend and claim my worth
I don't want to be in the matrix anymore
I'm tryna gain my superpowers and gain what's mines
Walking on this path

Realest in the game, yeah, I'm part of the new discussion, brotha
Ain't no quitting, the money is the motive
When I'm with the squad, I keep the dynamite

should be a crime
I'm Al Pacino in his darkest times
I be by myself, huh
I don't need to share my wealth
55 thousand on my shelf
Bare bricks look like