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to swang
Hit him once then twice then never again until the end up on a song that I sing
Like Pam, oh damn, before I get myself into some trouble I really

to being held
friends would be concerned of me but never would i tell
that i was gettin` hurt by the only one i ever loved
the one who was created to be sent

that"
Then he get mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by

I couldn't tell spike lee 
To not ride for radio Raheem 
Because I understand 
We have begged and pleaded 
We have sang songs of freedoms 
Had our

Lotta syllables per second like a snail I go turbo
This journeys long past the indigo river
Look up in the trees leaves seduced by caterpillars
I talk

pennies to
Run ran running bands
Start the engine 
Green light go
Won't stop at no red light 
Wit the red, white, and blue behind me 
Know how it go

are by my side, singing their lonely song
Hanging upside down 
Waiting for the rain to come

Girl you used to get me high
Sharing the prettiest love

tractor
What in the world is a dang protractor
I wanna loose girl that can make me write a love song
One that can tug my rope like a come a long
Don’t want

not far away
It wasn’t Long ago on a similar street
I was with my day ones about 4 or 5 deep
Rocking A-1’s, dickies, white tees
I rolled blunts honeys

to straighten our posture

All dem.Crooked ass coppers
 All dem crooked ass doctors
In this crooked ass system
Made by some crooked ass mobsters 

So how the fuck

thing 
Cuz its ours 
Intellectual never threatened by a menace
I got this stick sliding like I’m a violinist  
To create more records then me 
You have

me
It’s so crazy the things we did 
For our love – my love *laugh* we so crazy

My baby 
Girl we so crazy
But you’re my lady
My baby 
My baby
Girl we

left in my lungs but they wont stop me breathing, 
It’s fine if you stop breeding, (fam)
No one needs your bredren, 
What we need is healing, 
From our

make our own shows
She taking control
She slide down the pole
Now it's white like snow
Trying to fuck and we be skipping all the foreplay
Hands up and I

taking my time

Running its course, this ice in my veins, equaled in force by the fire in my brain
Starts like a match, hot white and wild, moves like

there till our soul tired
Thinking back to them back woods, any time I was up to no good
Writing songs, u would come round with them heels on looking so

quite boring
Watching your life pass by, it's crazy how it keeps floorin'
Watchin it pass away in ways that make you keep mournin'
Wishin' the sun don't

gritting until the pack gone
Got Yae riding with me cause that's my backbone
I'm playing with blocks I tell her leggo get our stack on
Whipping white in this

they say about bad days

Slow up
Remember the dark is confusing
All sane till we lose our way
Till we can't find peace
And the songs don't save no more

And wonder why they getting no support from all our brothers
I believe in God but im still lying to your honor
If they already got me why im gone drag you down

live so I gots to give
Do I rep this shit that's indicative
Do you know white when it's cut right
Just a little darker but still alright
I hope you don't

condition they should feel like you're missing
You spent less time in their lives then you spent locked up in prison
It's the same sad song for a lot of us

patches I got stripes
On this Letterman
I put team right up on my back
For my Letter N's
Bet this be the whole Gang theme song
Bunch of stars top rope
Who

Take a picture
It'll heal your soul
Clueless Z's baby you're comato-ose
Peacefully in all our dreams you float
Months go by and now you're just a quo-ote