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Moving like a whore
I can't do it anymore
Pick and choose your battles and i ain't choose war
Just needed time to show what's left in store
I needed more

Best Days

Young Rome

Food for Thought

2004

life
(Half Pint need ya'll listen to this real good)

It felt good to see Marques go solo, I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams, so the love will

con go hell bro 
Everything na by choice

If I no help you, I fit no come suffer bro 
You fit still no make money
Even after many years bro 
Everything

recreate you, if you allow them
Stepping in a place is to create yourself
Encase yourself in upper-shelf and
Never be heard
It's your choice if you want

Suicide
Our love girl is suicide
I told you to pick a side
And you told me you're down to ride

Until you die in my arms
Death by my hands
You said

Shut your mouth, blow your pint
Don’t disturb us, you fucked up mind
Feel it loud, dunk the time
Not too loud, I diss my neighbor
They want me to click,

mislead you (ugh)

Your crowd seem smaller by hand selecting your people 

That bird eye like I’m an eagle (I see you)

That choice of good or evil

My

sins
Loudly run by those fuckers pulling up at his house, sticking their nose in it, left with no choice but to pull a machete from the boot of his car,

the time of our life

Jammin on biscuits, coffee and tea
Big pints of water when I got thirsty
What do you do, how do you get by
Says I, I write songs, I'm

to force you for sex
Pop an ecst', get jumped off, the madness all in me
Flushed out my kidney's, with a half pint of Remy
Dust off the semi', with the speed

She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in

this is regular
Like, understand this is regular

It's by choice, not forced
Send him a clip for the torch
Hell nah, this shit ain't regular
I see

Pick Your Poison

Virginia Coalition

OK to Go

2004

or drive on home
There's miles or more to float
It's half your battle
A miracle coincidence
Walking arm in arm

Pick your poison
Make a choice and settle in

Monday, nigga trippin', probably threw a dub
Could've hit your bitch but I didn't nigga, you a scrub
I be sippin' red by the pint but I fuck with cuz

I

gonna happen-

Flashing by the countryside

It will

C'mon, man

Because life has some ideas about your intentions

Everybody merrily

Merrily

Ugh It's Poet Chane Illmania yeah woah

Yo I pick up a fucker in advance thats twice
Hi I'm poet Chane by the way Half man Half vice
A chainsaw is

a barrel filling pints
Sick of, sick of
Beggars without hiccups
Starving to death
All is dead without a fix-up
Brought deep down in the ground
By

bust that white
You can see it in my eyes now my mind’s in the sky

Bitch I’m poison, what’s your poison?
Drowning out the noise and it’s my choice and
I

But my lawyers told me settle this (settle this)
Even though it's bullshit (it's bullshit)
Kelly, protect your career
All these people in my ear
I

or your family affairs
There is always sun and there is always something
Coming up some drinks to be drunk
And I'm not going home
Until I get a few pints

You live by the Ghxst
Only girl for my radar
Only girl for my radar
Only girl for my radar
Only girl for my radar
I need your loving to cure my craze

a choice
Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear
I see behind the mask
Hear the voice behind the voice
Mind control or control your mind
Make

Going up hot like the sunrise
Want that beef I'll serve it with fries
Don't lie through your teeth don't
even try
Sipping a half pint and I'm fried

Going up hot like the sunrise
Want that beef I'll serve it with fries
Don't lie through your teeth don't
even try
Sipping a half pint and I'm fried