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I been on edge for a minute
You won't text me back won't even answer my calls
All I really do is mind my business
Thought you were one hundred found

can-can dance
Every time I'm up to bat I'm
In a grand slam stance
Lay in France, two bitches in a hammock
Tell her go warm up the banana (Goodbye)

Call me

S to the N to the R to the K, all day
Minay
Got flavour 
Rez bangers
Let me talk my shit, let me talk my shit, let me talk my shit

Look

wouldn't have gone missin'
Picture a child in his prison
Where nobody gon' write me
And nobody come to visit
And visually i'm sustained by walls of steel
Is

LoverBoy comin' to town
Didn't even lift a finger, hit a lick on a pound
Baby you ain't gotta fly just keep ya feet on the ground
Keep em quiet my

You know, I be harder than these other busters
Heard he talking shit, don't make me clique might have to send em under
Syrup in my shit look like

the pigs'll
Never let out a squeal
And if they go to court they know
The judge'll make em a deal

For real

That's why they stoppin me
Lockin me up and stompin

not postpone
Take what's inside n outperform 
Inhibitions let em go
Stand on 10 and never fold 
OOH-RAH
Look the devil in his eye
There's nothing that

of living in a dead fucken city
Empty roads make me feel like I'm performing at sold out shows
And no one to tell me that my act was a little shitty
Works

the cops, we gon' turn up either way (Ramo')
Échale

Said enough
Said enough with no words, I can tell that you want me, oh
By the look in your eyes, I

you for your time

Don't be a sick-boy
Stick to what you felt the way you want
You wanna tell her how you miss her everyday
Don't be a looser

it headstrong
They couldnt let Skinnyman come and advise them
They look at me as if my words was patronisin
They cant think about no long term plans

Jorge of the Projects

Kurious

A Constipated Monkey

1994

Tune in your sets
(Spark your cigarettes)
You don't need cable TV
(Just a window to see) Who, me? 
The Kurious one in your backyard
(Monkey bars I'm

me
Grew up in the slums never dumb was friendly
But the streets beat it outta me tell 'em I'm deadly (I'm deadly)
By the end of 5th grade more than

the weight to match
Watched em cut string and let me fall and said they couldn't catch

Still hurts too remember love you use to have
For all the people that

really hurts
I see the dried tears I can tell you cry a lot
It's time to stand up and show this world what you got
Be yourself with me that's all that I'm

on the back end like a rebate
Skinny nigga going back in this a replay
My homie keep a pole but I always tell 'em be safe
Cause I can not lose no more brothers

seen what you saw then don't tell on it
6 feet in the ground is the settlement
I'm already black and I'm smoking the pot
Someone tell me please what is

by now, I ain't playing with you
I been tryna tell em that I'm on one
Niggas talk but they don't want none
Nigga wassup

slide then you die and you dead and you gone
I just bought a choppa for the pain
I just bought a choppa for the opps make em go away
I tell her put my

Should you: A, take the time to find a condom,
B, you walk right over and you pound 'em,
C, tell her that you want her love,
Well the answer is D, [D], all

I think its time to keep forward and never look back
Disregard my past emotions, memories fade to black
I let my pain be my compass, and I lost

the industry
Tell em I'm a problem now
Feeling like the problem child
No timeouts nobody gone whoop me
Living my life and loving it as I should be
You mad why

Yeah, Lets go! Aye. Work! (Put in Work)
Yeah, Lets go! Aye. Work! (Put in Work)
Yeah, Lets go! Aye. Work! (Put in Work)
Now tell me I'm wrong
I think we