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we’re meant to be
While we keep dying, mentally and spiritually
While the enemy’s collecting souls like we are debris
Burned by the fire of desire for

kilos)
I could get you killed
That's gon' cost me 'bout ten Gs though
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, 'bout ten Gs)
Where you from? I be on the
East Side of that

Pounds in the truck when I move I got to ride different
My bitch keep a gun in the tuck just like a side nigga
Been the hottest in it I'm winning

Yeah i'm on to it
Yeah I'm hungry bitch
Yeah I'm tryna get a sack
I ain't stopping shit
Popeye off his spinach
Olive oil
All in da mix
Designer bag

Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none

me stealin' it
Life expectancy ain't even 20 years
Even my peers live in fear of
Over here on my side
We live and die by who-ride
Genocide, Crack pipes

love y’all fasho for ridin’ by my side (By my side)
Always kept it real, ain’t never shit to hide (Never hide)
Y’all I’ll kill, niggas lost, I cried (I

When im there


Im swiftly switching


From left and right of sides

All you try to do is be like


Me when im alive


Yet i drive more than five


More

(Don Velli)
(Couture, yeah)

She love it when I come up in her insides (yeah)
Hunnid on the Benz while a nigga switch sides like Benedict
You

the addicted type, she was in care by the age of five
She moved up to the Isle of White, she moved four times by the time she was nine
She-she don't trust no

And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang

like a vacation
Couple drinks I ain’t chasing
Whiskey rye I’ll take like five
Got my friends by my side and they’ll ride or die
Make or break send it

See I'm the first one off the scene
Sippin dirty, keep it clean
Can't do this by myself where would I be without my team
We ain't checkin tags no

toting the MAC
No time to be scared
When we on 'em point it at 'em, tell him to fill the bag
'cause we not getting had
By this time it's 5:30, rush

I was struck with awe and wonder as that woman caught my eye
Glory be, Lord!  How in thunder could I ever pass her by?
She was an angel waitin'

Mr. Bill Collector

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Bone Instrumentals, Pt. 2

2008

that Bone down,
Gotta let a nigga know for the love of cheese,
Movin' thangs in the nine-five, rollin' with
Ruthless, thuggin' with my niggas from

Please, run me my advance
Introverted in the mix
Two, six, seven, five
BMI, for the split
Burning up the truck
Songs running off the lease
I just wanna see

Mural

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5

see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
cnd these reasons I'll tell you why

You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
When I dress

like I talk Tai
Mix it with Spanish lingo
Seguimos El Messias Christo
By His Blood we're hechos iqual 
"Let my people go": the sequel 
Mi problems? All

Wifi, 5G, Cells fried on high speed
Kids are raised to sit and rage then quit in front of wide screens
Their getting high and think it's wise to want

of the pack. I'm spittin sixteen bars on the side knowledge on every one of my tracks, I'm holdin it down, gettin my crown, and I'm gonna keep on rappin. What,

Momma raised a Soulja I'ma Steppa baby
And the city movin shifty keep a weapon baby
Head on swivel
Cause the shit been gettin hectic lately
Ridin' by

wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state