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buisness is your above the law and that shit not real
Some it all in one message 
These are all my confessions 
This industry aint in the streets

A Song for Assata

Common

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

to my love, Assata, yes
Your power and pride is beautiful
May God bless your soul

It seemed like the middle of the night when the law awakened her

A Song for Assata

C-Lo

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

the other side
Time for her daughter to be by her mother's side
Time for this Beautiful Woman to become soft again
Time for her to breathe, and not be told

slidin' in that four
Door to a two door in the streets, I kept my
Strap and got my pack, the perfect duo
Laws bend the corner, you got it
On you, keep it

Gang's All Here

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

[Starang] 
Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of great danes 
Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames 
Spit in your

backwards, start rolling up the Backwoods
I'm good at hiding feelings, a James Dean actor
Hollow up the bottle, I'm full-throttle
And you should know me by

you
Lie at night and kiss you
With closed eyes dried by your worthy hands

Raindrops, minimal light, and Etta James
Always the cure when you leave
You

that's the honest truth
Cause these are my roots (Ol yeah)
These are my roots (Ol yeah)

I've been bent to the point of breaking
Caught up in my own

to ceiling rhymes/ I can tell how she look before she say she doin fine,/ My vanilla sky dream girl woman of my dreams/ my Beyonce ride or die Etta James

Don't you know we've got to
Put our heads together?
Make the change cause we're all
In the same gang

Now as a youth I used to get my bang

invisible 
Near the seventh tier but leaving 
I took a stance 
My ability to break a trance is developed 
She seen something different in him, she just

He going crack you in your shit
Views from the mother fucking bottom with that stick
30 stick like a ladder bitch don't play with my gang
And if

I’m on the avenue
Listening to
I’d rather go blind by Etta James
And I’m wondering
If I’ll ever see her face
I wanna find love so I can sing about it

Tow Mater, Ka-Chigga
Next stop is Coachella
I got a feelin' like Etta
Of being World Peace like Metta
Thinking by myself bout myself thinking
Damn

sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is

sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is

a mother fucking thang
Memory lost the Kush blew out my brains fuck the games
All that cap in yo rap we don’t do that
All that faking like you trap we don’t

Takes everything you got
Getting away from all the troubles
Sure do help a lot
Yeah, no mask front page bullets sent your send way
At last Etta James

Deceitful facial features passing in the Buick regal
Etta James on blast at last my people
Getting a little light hope the money too like sequels

An innocent little girl

Two evil men
Ordered by the law
To take this child’s soul
For a mother who wants it all

In a closed room
A man and mother there

it's 6 in the mornin'
Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door
My partner's three deep in a six-four

Chrome Fish

Go Fish

Parade

2003

What's behind? What's behind?
What's behind? What's behind?

Mother Mary riding on the dashboard
King James sitting by your side
I bet you cut

something else
Something bitter and acrid and pungent in the shadow self
I may be born of the earth but the trees they were felled in my name
My mother's name

is the only thing I'm afraid of
Breaking records like the law
I be dripping like the sauce
I don't lift a finger
I'm a fucking boss
And my pockets