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I came on my own two feet
I left with the gasoline
Walk back to my breakdown
It came like a passing breeze
Never know where it's taking me

Ooh (yeah, hello, be quiet)
Ooh (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Ooh (big bad bitches, big bad, Lil Uzi) (I'm working on dying)
(Yeah) ooh

Uh, uh,

was the best
My parents don't understand the art, Blonson why'd you have to fart on my name
Just put it to rest
I don't like kids, but I like Nic Cage

it's (me)
I tried to show you did it all wrong
Still got junkies in my call log, they just want (me)
To come back to the game
Did it for money, I

You gave your time
You could never really loved
So why the fuck
You wonder why
Did it to yourself
Asking for some help
Made her life a living hell
All

was gunnin it
Won't catch me in it wit no gun in it
Get hit in yo mouf for runnin it I ain finna go for none of dat
Rev up wit the horses up under that

homies rap, fuck that other shit you think you're doing
But I'm foolin' if they think they care about it much as me
They ain't trying for an album out by

miss the vein like a stray shot,
They were moulding my brain just like a clay pot, 
Miss the days of Authentic, Rewards and Adot, 
It made sense if we

cum?
Did he ever make you cry?
Do the wires in your mind get sewn together
Rubbed and severed by the heat
And you don't know how long I could stare

Can't Give It Up [Rock Remix]

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection, Vol. 2

2000

High till I die. 
I'm a get mine even if it means murder,
Fuck it let me fire. 
Cuz a nigga thirsty nowadays. 
But I'm a hustler just like
You,

are odd
He did a Jäger bomb with Gandhi
Served all the major gods
They all get along just dandy
Even the lesser ones
And the truth is they're all just

you begging for the answer?
Baby fuck it, Yeah I Did

God I know he watching so I’m sorry for the sin 
Tryna take me down I got em dizzy with the spin

funk

Well, it's a whole different funk to a new degree
On the toilet half an hour and you did a three
This is for the ears, chug all your beers
Rap

the most now.
It took me too long, me too long, just to find out,
That it was way too early for your light to go out.
Where did you go? did you go? did you

on my shoulders 'cause I'm shaped like a soldier
Now I got your attention
I talk to God, but it's not for repentance
My lil' homie was shot by that

The Saint

Murs

F' Real

1997

down the barrel of his fo'-fo'
He was like hey yo, just follow me down the hall
And we won't have no problems at all
So I did that, slid the gat into

a different route, it's cool my nigga, I ain't trippin
Can chop it up in person, but don't call me like we did it
Didn't
She said Im wrong, but I ain't listen

(Anything I rap I did it or seen it)
Huh, like Randy Orton
I'm fighting them demons
(Like Randy Orton, I'm fighting demons)
Huh, ho's too sad, I'm boutta leak

The Goyard is on all fours
I do this shit for encores
I did this shit in Tom Ford
They said I'm wrong for it
I'm so fly I looked up and said get on boy

did the child rise
Man from clay...
Of dust to ash...
To what gods saw in thee
He may never know
A gentle touch of life?
Oh holy we plea...
For death

YOU CAN SAY IT ALOUD
AND WAIT FOR THE GODS 
TO SHAKE IN THEIR SEATS 
I MEAN DON'T YOU WANNA SEE? 
SELF ABSORBED - ME?! 
I MEAN SHIT YOU MUST BE 
PLAYING

I see a fallen tree
She was sleeping just like me
Lay down her head for a hundred years, It would seem
She was dead
So I climbed upon her back
Just

you not notice
What I just did accidentally?

He says no, what did you do
And the next customers walking up
You tell him "I squirted sanitizer on her by

heels and got her hair did, yeah
Just for you to show me where your head is

Aye baby where yo head is I'm in to deep,

I ain't had pussy like this in