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day too, Cube
Picked up a pair of shoes, nice
Tee and some cooked food
Did the wine wit it
Saw my ex, spend some time wit' it
Quick session, did

a week, with my mala beads reciting affirmations like holy rites
And still don't know everything
But I guess confessions from eight by eleven in studio

All I Know

Jazze Pha

From tha Roota to tha Toota

2002

teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy

child from the south side
Growing up got hard for me when my mom died
So stealing things in the streets it kept my hands tied
Was tryna get my ears wet

Naw imma live forever
Even if they Ned Stark me and sever
All ties all bridges Todd bridges
Different strokes different folk This is life live it

specifically from the South of the Africa
Alchemy of your butterfly
Yes, it dealt with my character
You pimped my imagination
Every sensation of your lament

properly (not counting the numerous live versions The Fauxtones tracked). It was inspired by a creepy guy who used to ogle my secretary, resulting in her

know I'll give back
Tryna make an impact, gotta make it last
I'll provide for the fam, provide for the kids
Build studios in the place that I live

I'm getting better by the minute
Competition trippin
This rap shit is getting boring
I might switch language
Y tu rapero favorito
Lo prendo en un

listen people, artists, bands
Before you get close with those brands
Before you think it's cool to go
Record free at converse studio
Before south by

dissin' the mad-ass Inglewood addition
I bust like a pimple, my mind is ill mental
The Westside connects with me and South Central
And a drag from

dissin' the mad-ass Inglewood addition
I bust like a pimple, my mind is ill mental
The Westside connects with me and South Central
And a drag from

the when I was barely getting by
All I had ta do was keep my eyes on the prize
Kick it in overdrive
While haters fall by the wayside
To hot ta touch
Built

time I got locked up by my third case I was in the worst place 
Felt like doing my part to increased the murder rate had my kids had a late by hod

a chill in the air
"NO SKATEBOARDING" He didn't have time
Hopped on his board just ignoring the sign
Moving south through the city, tranquil and free
Got

goin' wild, I'm givin' her rounds
(Okay)
She lovin' the fit, she say she aroused
(Love it)
Spanish , go to the South (Let's go)
Live in Miami where

the code that I live by (by)
So we can't jam if you're a time waster
If you ain't helping me then I see you later

It won't hurt just to keep it real
All

the golden child
Thank god for my siblings I can't stand to be an only child
We grew up south of the city we made it out
Fueled by the fire for those who went

chasin' but
I'm faced by all these players
All these lame ass rappers goin'
HAM up in the studio
Talkin' 'bout their rubber band stacks
And all these

H-Town podna, we in the slab
Studio later on, that's millionaires in the lab
Watch costs a car, the car costs a house
Changin' lives off of rap but it's

Filthy

DJ Premier

Filthy

2015

trophy
I don't need no album budget, I record and make my own beats
Hit the studio all by myself, stand on my own feet
I'm a different breed, I do this

Hillwood Hustlaz

South Park Mexican

3rd Wish to Rock the World

1999

maids do my chores
I slap all the demons
Get weighed on triple beamas
I got a dirt hairy plus a pair of purdy Ninas
Raised on the south side

Gospel Weed Song

Bizarre

Hannicap Circus

2005

every day, 
I wanna smoke some weed and roll me the J,
Thankya Jesus! (Thank you Jesus!)
Thankya Lord! (Thank you Lord!)
For lettin' me live another

nothing but a gangster party

Power Verse

For the love of my culture
The gangstas
we live by the code
For my real ones stuck in the ghetto
In west coast
in