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Hoping we would never land, I tried my Darling
Feigned, detained, romance we tried to framed
Your family I lost, now visually stained
"What the kids

label selling
Fables over the table
Made a choice to disconnect my cable
I wasn't able to see pictures
Of a dying youth i put my self in a position
Where

[Juvenile]
Look I'm tryin to live right now
Make a better place for my kids right now
Or get out my face is how it is right now
All I wanna have is

flows

Let's go back to when I couldn't get my car to start
I was happy that I even had a car to park
In the studio with Benny and we partied hard
Only

Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue

To many heartaches (Big Keiser)
Heartbreaks, heartaches (Big Keiser)
Having these battles again
Can't get you out of my head
Anemic got blood on my

honest baby, do you like what you see
Wish you didn't go fuck it up with me
All these thoughts running through your head
Picture someone new laying in my

Winter Warz

Raekwon

Don't Be a Menace to South Central While You're Drinking Your Juice in the Hood

1996

over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine

how it go
Elegant parties with foreign hoes
Smoking with stars, foreign cars in my horoscope
I gotta stay focused
Load up and cock it my head

Get in Where You Fit In

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

using my dick cause I'm slick with a fly bitch
And Rappin' ass Ron is my psychopath sidekick
Two hard head niggas, yeah we advocate violence
Talking

Back in my zone holmes, get ya mind right
The 2-3 or 3-2, naw, it's the twilight
It's the highlights of my life
Every gun, car, crib, chickenhead that I

horns comin' outta his head
And a basket on his back was full of little kids
Trapped inside by a wicker lid

I said what the hell man, let those kids go

a sweatbox
Trade a few bars of head noddin' throw us a stack
Pay him and it's sewed up like thread and bobbin' bonus pack
Invest in the first B-boy kid's

a sweatbox
Trade a few bars of head noddin' throw us a stack
Pay him and it's sewed up like thread and bobbin' bonus pack
Invest in the first B-boy kid's

But he stay stupid fresh
Foreign whip and all the shit
Neva got a dollar to contribute
On the monthly rent
Perpetrate by yourself pimp
This the Mob car

Looking Through the Eye of a Pig

Cypress Hill

IV

1998

I wake up every morning kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids tell 'em I love 'em I'm out hit the ride
I'm out on patrol in my squad car in LA
Where

your job mom
Car keys for my friends
Give them all one
Go wild for a night cause its all fun
That rich shit wanna be on one
Just want a lot of money
Here

are (get back)
Have the police ever pulled you over just to say nice car (true story)/who am I kidding im a star (huh) 

I stayed solid (that's right) I

shit? You know, I'm far from it
By chance if you start to go plotting
My man's whip might bypass pigs
Might find out why you hit the car bonnet

Back

exponentially  

The Symphony in head leaks through the MPC 

Look to my left at an empty seat 

Thought I was the driver 

Subconscious enables the survivors

These whips lead to beds I ain't talking towing cars
Haven't stopped since we been inbound cause all we know is ball
My head in the clouds my feet over

Winter Warz

Ghostface Killah

Ironman

1996

still talking that shit is absurd
My repertoire, is U.S.S.R
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't

lonely up at night and nobody was by my side (Boom boom boom)
2016 came my homie died I felt the pain I woke daily sniffing caine 
Then late at night I

methamphetamines over the Columbia
Dropped more acid than those kids at Coachella
Smoked a whole lot of weed with the fellas
One time PCP had me fighting with