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Walked a long road all by myself
Man I made this whole song all by myself
Man I lost a few girls, and I lost a few friends
But I had to find my soul all by

Fool Get a Clue

Digital Underground

Future Rhythm

1996

made by men with itty bitty penises 

The streets of this world they are my playground I explore them 

Meet somebody I don't like and I ignore them

true God 
Is sparing my life
Tearing up you can imagine my eyes
Reflecting the death in me
Being released by this guy
They call Him the king
He opens

and every song we've sold
By the end of the night man you're all gonna know
All gonna know, all gonna know, all gonna know
About who's got the biggest baddest

bring the sun where it never shine
Don't let me see you calling no other man
Don't wanna see you calling no other man
I give you more than you ever had

taught me to care
The further I get down the line, the more my soul feels bare

I thought I had it made
Turns out I built myself a cage
I thought I was

Make a big depos
(All I do)
What can I say
(All I do)
Go get me paid
(All I do)

I had a coach
A wise man
He always said
You nor I can control what

dont even find it strange
If Im seen as a villain then call me Lady Tremaine
Not Cinderella its Cruella please address me by my name
Please do not call

Whole

Pedro the Lion

Whole

1997

he'd met the hole fixin' man, 
Much to his surprise.

But are you for real?
Mr. Hole Fixin' Man, 
You fixed my friend can you fix me?
Hey Mr. Hole

at the desk
Production credits in my name man that's grotesque
UGH
If you ask me I think you've got me all wrong
They tell me how much they love my songs
Don't

want it
I'd rather run the streets and get to eat all by my lonely
Why it seem like you against me when you post to be my homie
Them lil jokes that you

Shake It Up

Ces Cru

Constant Energy Struggles

2013

up, shake it up side by side
Shake it up, shake it up side by side.
Shake it up, shake it up,
My paper rupt, they pay for us,
Homie, I'm dangerous,

got a man who the shit, damn, wait til he see
I got a plan for the bag so my tracks span the map
New city, so pretty, get money with me

Boom-bada-boom,

it's static then that's what it'll be
And i'ma do it on my own man, only goal is running these checks
Forget my age, stop belittling me
She think that

Zilla, don't make me laugh

Nary an EP, nor a CD, nor a guest appearance by me
Days pass, but a vast majority never rouse my stylings
And the calls from

Kicked in the ass like a freight train
Life's a bitch, but I don't use that word
Stabbed in the back by my own team
Man you wouldn't believe the shit

it's over
Now you gotta do this on your own
OK. I hop up out the bed and I turn up by myself yeah
I don't need my phone. Got no noti's on my cell yeah
I

she stay on my mind
Man she stay on my 

Midwood block kid 
Pull up Ina drop yea 
Super soak ya spot make it hot here
Don't worry bout ya nigga cuz he

you can go ahead and call me lame
I rather be myself, and manifest my own lane
-shout out to man, Reese
for blessing me with all these beats
when this

you, do you think you can make a song wishing me a happy birthday?
That'd be great and by the way, I'd like to say I'm your biggest fan
Anyways man hope

'em
Where are you taking me?
I'm about to change your life
Then by all means, lead the way
Elizabeth Schuyler, it's a pleasure to meet you
Schuyler? My

Cartier my lenses got me feelin' like I'm Vince man
I was down bad, I ain't even take a L since then
I've been in my bag, all I've ever done is win

Girl you know I
I wanna be by yo side
I've seen your face in another place
But I just strolled by
Can't let your lace falling on my face In this

Girl you know I
I wanna be by yo side
I've seen your face in another place
But I just strolled by
Can't let your lace falling on my face In this