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Got to the party about 5 o’clock
With a bottle of Jack and a bag of blow
Lit my cigarette feeling real good
met this chick out by the pool
She said I

door
Stuff a cork in my cake hole
Mom's the word
And I’m not  gonna talk about it

Verse 2
Guys like me are always out for the hunt
You know my moods by

to see me down on my a** I don’t get it 
I just want to see my momma stunting smiling with them Benjis
 I want to see my pops lit because the strokes

and ride
Van doors had to go and slide
Mops out its a homicide
Now ya momma feeling traumatized
I wont to lie to fucking guys
Ima ride for my fucking guys

out on me
For no reason again
Yo it just hurts me every other day
And I'm just sitting here in my thoughts again
Getting friends to call me at 3am
When

out on me
For no reason again
Yo it just hurts me every other day
And I'm just sitting here in my thoughts again
Getting friends to call me at 3am
When

to fathom
A sorceress for that beastly ritual
The one with two backs, three isn't unusual
Used to be a sacred bond for two souls
Now it's casual and barely

Six by twelve, cold concrete floor, half a bed to call my home
Three hot meals and privacy, this ain't so bad you know
And it's been so long but I

fumble
Chance I was given make plays like I'm Pippen
Lord knows I am driven but I am not trippin'
I'm beating my demons little by little
I'm making some

yeah it's time to go. Be the first one out the door, billionaire mode and I'm about to blow. Waiting on this money to invest, a hundred percent

roof what the fuck is a back door
Send that bitch up anyway
Did i mention no more feelings no more favors
Middle fingers be wishing i had 3 of em i aint

Leaving You

Hurricane Chris

51/50 Ratchet

2007

you came, I think it's by time you swang
And do your thing everything gon' be okay, everything gon' be okay

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Now baby how you

Sam's Song

Dave Melillo

Talk Is Cheap

try to call but the reception here is weak
And it?ll still be three more weeks until I get home

I hope your waiting by the door when I get home
I don?t

nothing worth running from
cos our love is strong enough
so have faith tomorrows another day 

chorus
stop take a deep breath
baby we've got time
we'll be

(Verse 1)
I smell the morning air and
Get down to build the fire
With no kind of plan at all
Its me out on my own

Left Bozeman for the Cascades
cnd

I-I-I used to be
So give back my Jordans, give back my white tee
Give back my boxers and joggers and my hoodie
Don't label me as that goody-goody
Always

New Jersey Lifestyle

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

next door neighbor, only bathes on a Friday
But every single day he uses soap to wash his driveway
That's why the first week in July as we speak
Is

On and On

Hit the Lights

Skip School, Start Fights

2008

I want a big house that sits by the shore
And when I wake up I can watch the tide rise
All of my friends they would live next door
And every night

Mama Song

Ak-9INE

The Struggle

let you have it your way
We shoppin' today and everything you want is yours
I'm comin' through this industry kickin' down doors for my mama
Chill go

months later, she's what I look for
This is my baby girl, this ain't a whore anymore
Bust down the door
Fuck her like toy
Sex ain't a chore
Go

a meal to die for
Ironic, since I reside in a cell with a carnivore
It's not my fault that the family had an unlocked door
Drown them one by one is

Seasons

Freshchest Affiliates

Head Nod Supremacy

tits
Outkast and Raekwon dropped fall classic discs
Born to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn
Before the bottom dropped out in 2K

I'm a Pisces

Andre Nickatina

Cocaine Raps

packin' pocket tools

Fresh out say fuck 'em, yeah, I made a gang of raps
Smokin' weed in a rental with the gangsta tracks
Straight chewy, and a nigga got

fuckin' loud. I done calmed down, now I'm fuckin' wild.
I'm a asshole and I'm fuckin' proud. And I'm still bringin' out a fuckin' crowd.
If it's goin' up