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I wish I paid more
Attention in school sometimes
But then again
I was thinking of beats and rhymes
Because of that
I just bought something clean for

want it (I know you want it)
It's easy to see (it's easy to see)
And in the back of your mind
I know you should be fuckin' with me (ahh)

Don't cha

Get in Where You Fit In

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

life, you wish it was a Too $hort rap
But you gots no game, and your bass ain't fat
You need to quit, rapping just ain't your place
So back

it comes in fragments?
Get put off and I can't look at it
Something's wrong
Gotta kill old habits
Say that I will but it may not happen
Same thing

again like that
Cause that was perfect in my eyes I never saw it coming
You saved me from all of the drugs and a ruined stomach
I wish I could go back

my means
Loosing myself but I'm still on my feet
Only thing going is me and these beats
I had a smile before I first grieved.
Brother in army thats his

chase is in vane
I wish I didn't know you, because I can't forget your face
And I don't really know her, I just see her on Fridays
Just for me
If you ever

on this indo (Guess who's back)
In the studio with my partners out here
(Guess who's back)
Pacific Heights in the house
(Guess who's back) , know what I

Can't Make This Up

Future

Streetz Calling

2011

in ya presence, they coming
I can fuck a bad bitch poor bitch real split
I was commin' over old head like slick rick
Nothin' rapper, this some OG

you be basic huh? 

Wanna hear a story 
Suprise its about me 
All my life ive never been free 
Ridiculed about my mind 
Destroyed by time 
I was born

end
When he cries
When he dies
The newer me is just filled with lies
The old me is six feet under
Age is way more than a number
I just wish that I was

You got to know what's in there. 

 	That was my first song about snow. I was maybe seven years old when I wrote that I'm not a rapper, I'm a Christmas

Brothers sayin' I wish I was that guy
Heads turnin' every time that you walk by
But enough of all the egos strokin'
I'm already pressin' you, I got you open

Gotti with the stainless
I'll just call it shoddy entertainment
If y'all was in the party gettin' faded
On molly, had the audience sedated
You

just took a whip it in the back of my friend's whip
Whip it if the cops wanna start shit we end it
I just popped a lemmon quaalude I was lended
You

stealing spirits from my kitchen cupboards.
No one else I knew was up for acting old,
So I would drink them down alone,
And simply wish that I was younger,

I did
I had a chip on my shoulder, every beat was my dip
And after ten whole years, I almost packed up and quit
Got that comedy itch, I want to act in

Stick lines together like shirts to your backs in the summertime
Get to the point like an underline
I keep one by the stomach like butterflies
Your raps

and Promise I wish it was that way
Me and INF I hope you still okay
Me and Brazy free Goon Rich ay
Me and me I haven't lost myself
But I'm getting right back

excuses are getting old
And statements are getting bold
I came in quiet, I move in silence
I made a beat tape and you didn't buy it
So I changed the climate

the skin that, in America will get you dropped by police
You think her life doesn't matter? I'm flattered
Yo the staggering amount of victims of this crime

got baptized by Spirit and Water and Fire I'm officially saved
I took me a dive in that water, I died and then I came back with light on my face

to sell cocaine
And I was taught to buy guns so big when I go to the roof
I can aim and shoot down a plane
Infa-Red's my name but fuck all that
Fall back

can't make that
A-Level chem with holly
Joyful days I wish I could Playback
Not coz I was paying attention
I got the F ting jumpy
Back then I was doing