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I don light up my smoke
I don blow
I need love
No be shayo
Me I don tire ooh ooh
She tell me
She go stand by me
And follow my lead
And follow my lead

Poe Mans Dream (His Vice)

GLC

Section.80

2011

And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessey and my real
Niggas with me
Fuck the police, they gonna have
To come and get me
If it feel good to you

But anyway, this for my niggas
Uncles, twenty-three hours
Sendin' me pictures i want you to know that
I'm so determined to blow
That you hear the music

bout to put him on the news
This wads inside my pocket
Man it's so many blues
I'm bout to get this bank account
And drop it with this fool
These niggas

(Everyday I wake up and)
Everyday I wake up and
(Give thanks to the most grand)
Give thanks to the most grand
(Most high)
Fix my bed check Bloomberg

Night", yeah, like I'm Big Boi
Pull up on a white tiger like I'm Sig Roy
I just put illicit drugs in my bang drink
Wad full of tens and twenties, it's

The Grand Finale

Dr. Dre

Concrete Roots

1994

the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

lean when i hit him with this draco
Extend the carbon with a 50 round make him do the fabo
I did this all by myself i didnt even need a label
I told my

to get caught up
By any police

I want to stop them
Then rob them and

Cut them Chop down
All they trees

These nigga turn
Into a virus Ima
Leave them in

Getting blowjobs by some twins well they look alike they're friends 
Came in both of them so my kids gone be like double mint
Doing blow with Clark Kent now

But I'm Getting by
Cuz either way it goes ima get it right
Either way it goes If I win or lose
Thats just another day up in my tennis Shoes (What's new)

Blow that loud, blow that dank

Man, what the fuck you think? (huh)

Ok, cooling with my nigga J ( light that bitch up, bro bro)

Smoking weed all

stay
From Inglewood up to Bompton I'm
Good wherever I'm at
Blow torch that fence I had dropped it
And told the police suck my dick
And got away then I

right down to my toes
I just hope one day I can withstand all them demons got me by the throat
I warned them my brotha got quick hands
Now they all

crab pot
Fuck what you holing bout
Shout to niggas who gone go behind me from my city to outta Town they gone blow Behind me
Yeah i been gone for uh

stick by the code
I know one day ima blow
Gotta count up a M for i go (Count up a M for i go)
Some of this shit done got old (Some of this shit done got

I need my money fast 
I need to blow up fast
I like my car fast
But moving to quick and that's when I crashed
Police took my ass
Right to the station

I Have a Dream

Martin Luther King, Jr.

In Search of Freedom

1968

the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith

drugs right now, bro)
I can't get too high right now I blow my brains right out (just pass me a spoonful)
Uh

I'm scared, uh (yeah, uh, uh, yeah)

Murder Murder [The Slim Shady EP]

Eminem

The Slim Shady EP

1997

started blackin' out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by

bluff I keep improving cause good is never enough
And when I come with a blow just know it's never a punch My new bitch fire like a meal not talking lunch

down homie can you feel it?
Blazin by the 0 hands down with the realist
Eyes very low but i'm wide wake
Blood shot red eyes that's my give and take

Cartier
I got homies knocked by police
I got homies knocked by police
I got homies knocked by police
They gone have to hit me up on the phone now