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the whole world hear me and my plot
Gotta serve a purpose
In a life that's so uncertain
Never let em close the curtains
When you're out here really working

24th Street barber shop, kept me out of trouble
I went from the waterboy to the quarterback in the huddle
callin all the plays I live for, die for Dade
I

salty, just stick to having weed rolled 

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented

salty, just stick to having w*** rolled 

It's a call to the arms
Where pride and power's in palms
We burnt the book, left you shook and reinvented

niggas hate when I'm in the room[00:28.52]Nobody want that rat ass bitch, get out your feelings, fool[00:31.83]My young boys, they play with ARs and f-n's,

They wasn't fucking with me[00:25.68]Back then had to tap in[00:26.97]Get them racks in[00:27.96]Shawty keep saying she sick of me[00:29.10]We'll ian

a bag
Made his way out east
Where the Benjamin slips from fist to fist
And all the palms get greased

They're sayin' "Hoist that crate! Lift that bail!

Take one
Drink for the bredrins
Take one, for my guys in heaven
Roll one
We up in the trenches
Repping, yeah
Gotta rep the Seven
Cali weed

tap it[00:10.38]Imma have it[00:11.40]I need money[00:12.29]Like a addict[00:13.20]I need all of it[00:14.56]Jump in this bitch like I do show

Dangerous Mindz

Gravediggaz

The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel

1997

slug shots
And drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out
Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war walkin through shootouts
And you doubt

boomers

Mash on the gas as fast as I can
Gotta come up with a plan
Or sink in the sand
The blueprints are in the
Palm of my hand
Palm of my hand
Palm of my

need[01:32.34]But I ain't never met a person that a nigga need[01:35.07]Cause I was out there by myself when I was sellin[01:37.22]Shhhhh

steer)[00:48.56]I be with the band we got drums and sticks in here (up in here)[00:52.28]She keep tryna fuck like damn get out of my ear (out my ear)[00:56.00]I'm

Putting Shame in Your Game

Beastie Boys

Hello Nasty

1998

by second and minute by minute
"It's like lotto you gotta be" "in it to win it"
Shakin' mind breakin' on their own demise
Lies tax to the max

peach
It's in her guts, I can reach
I'm ready for war, give me ammo
Give you lessons that I gotta teach
Invitation, I'm in West Palm Beach, we up in

calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm

Yeah, hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics

You act like bro ain't told
He ain't stick to the code
Traffic keep your pistol with you
Tell you we don't need no nigga
My gang can't get no realer

phone I ignore it[00:29.39]Cause I got some hatred that I gotta deal with[00:31.12]If I see my uncle[00:31.94]On God imma kill him[00:32.95]Fucked in

Yeah
Big 29 God
Big Dutch in this bitch
Welcome to the tape
I just pulled up yea
Opps be thinking bout me in they sleep
Better hide yo slut
Knowin

mouth
Fuck yes
Well look at me and stick your tongue out
Head game was stupid
I ain't going to front
If I let her have her way then I'm going to come
But

can't leave without it

Gunna

I Am > I Was

2018

just stick with the boy

Cash in and cash out (cash in and cash out)
I am not lookin' for clout (nah)
I knew I would figure it out (I knew)
I took

Dear Tyre

I'm so saddened by news of your death.
It's not fair that you were taken away from your family in such a brutal and senseless way.

You

tryna' get stuck
Not like a porcupine
If I'm in a jam
And we was ridin' around loaded
With a stick and it was loaded
We was focused duckin' police
Palms

Lil nigga gone better get that check
Stunting in club when like to flex
Nigga come to the trap and they ass get finessed
Get hit by the feds and them