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Connectin' the Plots

Layzie Bone

It's Not a Game

2005

test me
On the westsides I rides in a lo-lo dippin' them corners
From the double glock to Watts
This shit don't stop in Killafornia
Nigga I'm a world

questioned by the police
Ball park one of you niggas Jose Canseco yo ass
Hang you from the power line, Los Zetas yo ass
Fade or crash dead on sight when we

Burns and Scars

Swollen Members

Bad Dreams

2001

of justice would love to bust us
Bang hard, get jacked by gang squad
So we keep it on the low, make us untouchable
Hard hittin when my man start spittin
We

I'm a dope fiend an.... I need my drugs!

Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*

Nigga.
First you cut the stove up
450 degrees farienhiet
mix the bakin soda wit

breaking a promise
To yourself

While i’m holed up alone again 
In a hotel in los angeles 
Wish i was anybody else

I wish that i was anybody else
But i’m

of shapes our pain afflicted.
Wrestling ‘till the monochrome moonlight.
It’s a shade that we will never be.

I know, I’m wasting time by leaving you behind.
I

Soccer bawo na play i dey play oh
I’m a victor oya dem say dem say oh
I was bang bang bang na by force
Toro womi biki biki eniola badmus
Eni bata kumi oti

Something's Wrong with the Morning

Margo Guryan

25 Demos

2001

(renewed) DARTMOOR MUSIC
	Los Angeles, California, U.S.A.
	Used by permission. All rights reserved.

My history bruised by 400 years of slavery
Every day the tragedy resounds in the depths of my memory
Trough over the years I’ve learnt to speak

show love 'till I'm blown
Up and my ass gets signed
You don't wanna rep Lo Key 'till I
Go get dicked by Tech N9ne
You aren't underground bitch you're

my best like like I'm One Acen (Acen)
In my face, love the altercation (oii, oii, oii)
But with my shank, that's combination (oii, oii)
Gyal with

Recitative:
Ah, lo previdi!
Povero Prence, con quel ferro istesso,
Che me salvò, ti lacerasti il petto.
[ad Euristeo]
Ma tu sì fiero scempio
Perché

hating on a low we stay grinding 
She Puerto Rican and she look like J Lo yea 
But I cannot love her more than my pesos nah

Since school 
Ice jewels 
My

on this Go route
Gotta watch who I love what I'm told 'bout
Aye... aye aye They ain't know what I been through or fin't do... Bitch
'Fo' I leave the crib -

live like you'll die so long
The motto is Y O LO
You don't follow 
It's fine go on 
We the youngest in the club
Right before our gig
Hanging with

or would you act like you don't know me
No LL when they ask say we Cool
When you Lo like J and that pride old news
I'm what you have that's facts
And all you

on your worst days
(Best of me)
I'm trying to show you that love ain't a bag thing no
(Want you next to me)
Pull up on you shawty swing my way
(Swing my

You have recently and everyday lick
Just to show your love to a fake bitch
Fuck a nigga mean?
Fuck, a nigga mean
I been talking the realest shit
Now I’m

But I'm not gonna take more flight
Now give me trap, give me lo-fi
Sorry I had to go
But you're not all alone
Worship on your own
Go home
Never do it

loving weh mi gi yuh
Girl you want 
Diss ya lovin' weh me gi yuh "Yeah"
But girl you lied
When you said that you would always be by my side
Said you would

early for a glass of horchata
This generation doesn't know how to love
We pass by have a good time then we move along
Another bad girl asking me to call

You’re just like a girl I saw on TV
You got me unpredictably
Feeling a way, this shit’s a mistake
I’m feeling a way
This shit’s a mistake
I’m very

K lo k hace tiempo que yo te vi, pero no
Me hace falta yo estoy bien sin ti
I remember being with you
Then You told me that I love you
You asked me

I’m Cashing
Peekaboo I ain’t talking no baby
Impeccable when it comes to the Money
I’m hot like a stove my homies They solid
I’m a real mudboy I can’t