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motherfuckin' hands up)
I said many times busters still can't see
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin' stress in this shit for years
won't grieve 'cause every day I've been blessed to breathe
As for me and the Leaves
Last year dropped our own CD
Blood I wish you were here to see
Dad I
every scratch it reappears
In the dog days
People look to Sirius
Dogs cry for the moon
But those connections are mysterious
It seems to me
on every side
Blood is in the streets
Screaming in the air
Let it overcome us
For our last two years
Death, decay, and destruction
Let it rain the embers
bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw me up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
worser days
everyday mi people them a
VERSE 5:
Every hair in a mi face mi say yes it turn grey
every hair pon mi head yes it get grey
maas Tom dead
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
,
And finally, now, at last, his royalties!
Royalties! [repeat: x5]
Billy the mountain was rich! his eyeball-caves widened in amazement,
His cliff (which
one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne
What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion
[Chorus] w/o Nas
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Dear
another summer linger
Where a day feels like a year
And I let time go by so slow
And I made every moment last
And I thought about years
How they take
play me for a buster, make it hell for a hustler
Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape
Yo, it ain't enough hours in a day (it ain't enough)
It ain't enough days in a week
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yuh-yuh
Ain't go to sleep last night
Only
nobody heard the soul searching words
Of the soul in the Salt Lake City jail
Of the soul in the Salt Lake City jail
For 36 years he lived out his days
the foundation
And on that, we will stand
Growin' stronger every day
You and I
Tryin' to understand
What's best for each other
Together in love
As time goes by
For
Been brutally murdered by the Jungle
Posse police seem to be baffled to
The whereabouts of these four suspects
D-Money easily spotted in
Candy burgundy
Yo, I'm tryin' to be the man of the day
Three-six-five a year
See the bullshit you sayin'
Skam ain't tryin' to hear (fuck that)
Bustin' lyrics in
Yo, I'm tryin' to be the man of the day
Three-six-five a year
See the bullshit you sayin'
Skam ain't tryin' to hear (fuck that)
Bustin' lyrics in
have some chicks
Fi-fie-fie-fo (yeah) Zone 6 to the Mo
La Flame linked with La Flare, yeah, that's heat and snow
Goin' in all year, 300 plus days long
Father God I been betrayed
Feel like they beat me like a slave
But I learn from my mistakes
We living in the last days, pray for me and make me cold
Intro
Last year fighting demons had me screaming, in my city I was grinding every weekend, can't never stop if something you believe in, but last
Shaine was born on the 18th day of November in the year 1988, she was given birth to in difficult circumstances, her mother died briefly after giving
I'd done for that month
And so for a hundred years, every day, I would wake up
I wake up
It's not too early
I keep trying to focus
I wake up.
It's not
creep in through and leave 'em through
Last few patterns, no one didn't even get nicked, we didn't leave a clue
This year, I might grab the Rolls like I
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