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bionic
My head's rollin' over and I cannot seem to stop it
'Bout to fire at my brain I pulled my pistol out and cocked it
Aw shit
Now I'm in a cockpit

bed
I was hanging on by a long thread
Started fucking around with them dope lines
Then I turned my ass to a coke head
Had niggas hanging by my coattail

to run off with that sack Chevy run you over
Don’t try to run off with my pack boy it’s not worth it
I got a winning record baby but it’s not perfect
Eyes

Uh uh uh
All my opps dead (Huh)
High speed in the fast whip the cops behind we fled off
Nigga tried to run got hit in his hip knock his legs off
He

And until the day I drop
I'll represent this monogram
Fightin' every onslaught
Of monsters off my land
Should they fail to wipe us out
I'm afraid that

Our interview, but at four separate
Times she dozed off
Her head jerking awake at just the
Moment it had started to
Dip in between, she was what I could

ain't bringin me no chips
stack my bread to the ceiling money stackin like its bricks
I remember all them days I had to struggle, that shit dead to me

How Can U Sleep

The Game

I'm Brain

2017

on top of the world, fuck all these girls
I prefer momma to play with my curls
I can tell all of you rappers ain't thorough
Head hit the pillow and boom

dead u know 
Pleading begging no 
They cutting off the toes 
Better run i'm cutthroat 
Feeling better on a boat 
Feeling crazy you should know 
But money

My heads in overdrive I'm all over the place
I just wanna bash my head with this mace
Why am I so frantic I can't seem to replace
These constant

niggas be copying my moves, they my son or sum
He dropped a diss song last night, he gon' be dead, wait till the morning come
Yeah, my bank account look

I've got so much running through my head
There's gotta be a better way, but you think that I'm better off dead
But lately I don't give a shit
About

took sometime off, and I’m back for the better
Now I live by one code, you don’t compromise or settle
Be a rebel, different level
If a n****s think he

A Million By December 

Off This Family Hustle (Grinding)



Pushing That 

Jeezy The Snowman 

Thru The Cold Winters



Product Of My Environment 

Pots

y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead wrong
Cause now a days you only get

6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

my boys got juice
Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads
Where a shoot-out jumped off mine people lay dead
It sounded like it happened with

Walk up 2 Yo House

Three 6 Mafia

Da End

1996

ain't no dead line
'Cause they don't love but plenty hate
When I come at you hoe
I'ma take this mask up off my face
We ain't gonna ring the door bell

We set them presidents
To get them presidents
Over the ones that are dead
We'll put guns to your head
Put dots on your loaf like
You was wonder

Better Days

Earth to Andy

Chronicle Kings

1999

somehow someway, better days ahead, Freddy's dead
And Betty said Eddie's a fed
Sweaty in bed with a nine to his head
And he fucking with this hood-rat

through my head
Am I awake? A disgrace? Am I better off dead?
There's nothing that you can do to try and change my view
And now I'm dying silently in

of
Indulging my impulses
Standing over a body jacking
Off as it convulses
But save that, I'm insane but in fact
My brain painted black, mind of a maniac

Say

better than yo ex
That nigga lame
But I'm the best
I gotta get it off my chest
I'm moving past ya like a test
It's off my chest now you decide
Is you

Move It Over Here

Shyheim

Shyheim a/k/a the Rugged Child

1994

(That means if I gotta pull a biscuit out your head and tell you)
Gotta move it over here
(To get off the wall that's what I'ma tell ya)
Gotta move it

full send
Takin hits from my pen
While doing one-ten
On a fifty-five
Love risking my life
Especially off the juice
In lanes I swerve and juke
But I