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as i hit the club
but in the mid west they love to take it slow
so when i hit that ass i watch you get on the flow

and if you need it hifey i take it

track of single tallies
No time to dilly dally 
I'm from the Southern Cali
San Gabriel Valley, valley 
From darkened alleys
To movin out to mid west
Still

really cold, like a mid-October night
Keep me a Colt and the clip say forty five
I'm tripping out my mind, tint and lenses polarized
Smoking wax extra gold

New National Anthem

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in

red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do

Guilty

Bounty Killer

Presents G.H.E.T.T.O. Stories

2002

Jamaica!
Just cause I'm guilty
We burn from Jamaica straight back to America
Don't live at all
Philly! Manhattan! Yo! Washington!
Let's get the party

Manilla

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

to the mid 20th century
Their metal content varied from copper to brass
Most manilla were manufactured in England or France
And like trade beads, were used

we showed our holes
In our shoe soles
Made when stepping over dead soldiers
We are rolling our boulder
Growing stronger by the bar
We shoulder our way

Smooth sailing over these beats as you listen
I've been giving a lot of hidden messages
Don't you miss them
As I free my soul from my own

dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain

And so came the third

Crimson/Crimson II [Continued]

Edge of Sanity

When All Is Said

2007

dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain

And so came the third

but I'll never fucking forget it
Dividing us by class, but you'll never fucking admit it
What have you done to try and fix it
You don't make an effort,

[Chorus: Cue Gordon]
FROM MY HEART TO MY RIB CAGE,
I TAKE YOU FROM THE FRONT TO THE BACK
I GET A CALL FROM MY SENSEI,
TELLING ME BOY WHERE YOU AT?
I

navigate really I just be cruising
Shout out to 317 low key they got me booming
We walk by faith and not sight
Discerning your direction from with in
So tell

comes late
And doesn't stay long
Like the drunks in a karaoke bar
I thought dead roses were a metaphor till I saw them on the floor
Swept under the carpet

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

on mid
Unpacking what you packed
Stuff the joint to the brim
Cuz I can't home
Till a nigga start to win
This the foundation 
And the bars my cement

should a river compromise
If it reflects the sky
So I'm going to run on deeper
Break the dam if the bars won't let me by

Breaking bars
I'll be breaking

Self Healing

Been cutting all ties
Y'all some small fries
Look me in the eyes
Don't you try to hide
You know what you did
Left me for some mid
Been

you in a box?
It's time to hit the creases with that iron that you brought
I am just degreaser for these crusty dinner pots
Old dusty filler bars from

This is Family

Fabolous

From Nothin' to Somethin'

2007

by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying

We ain't got no time
Busy setting bars high
Baat hain ye dil ki 
Aur saath khade chaar bhaai
Came from nothing
We gotta make it huge
Diya bohot hip

Boxman whooping them dumb fucks
Struck by the wrong end of my nunchucks
You'll witness the end of your days, perro
From today, one could say you have no

The lows are so low
The highs are too high
Cassanova flow
Nothings by the by
Never by the bar
I'm far away
Cos i'm writing bars
So i can raise