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It's you or me
Pistol in hand
Yeah I do the shooting thing
Niggaz in the streets rare
School is a sure thing
Hold up
Wait yeah
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Lying in the dark with you
Headlights coming through
The window
Miles away from anything
Shapes on the ceiling
Come and go
Drifting in and out

probably had took her 
I kept telling homie just go back to school 
Cuz she in these streets they don't play by no rules 
Only thing he seeing is the money

Inhale Positivity

Lazyboy

Lazyboy TV [Bonus DVD]

2006

The sound of a bird or the shape of a cloud

Do something different today, smile to a stranger on the street
Take a different way home or go by a CD
With

Paul Gilley wrote the words to the saddest song that Elvis ever heard
How come no one notices the loneliness in the singing of the birds?

Some nights

that hate the police
Came up on the estate, I was always on road
Guess you could say I was raised in the street
You niggas don't wanna come down here
Big

and die you just might
The thing is that she's out of grace
Again staring the shape in the mirror
Not recognizing the strange face
Searching for an endless

Even though
Even though she doesn't know who I am anymore
I hold onto her
In my dreams
Even with all the years spinning by me
The fallout informs my

11th that's how we took to the street
Whether government go hear the cries and the pleas
Day after day, city by city
Like wild fire we grew minute by

when the eyes got on us
Now who gone stop us?
Used to be death by designer
Now you dying in it. Who the pack, now?
Have your team on recliner
I'm

class from new york city to blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherfuckin' thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shortie
As for me, icy

This thing right here is for my peoples in the streets (Uh huh) 
and this thing right here and get your ass off your feet (Come On) 

Drag-On 

They

Game

Kurupt

Up in Yo Yard

2002

the survivors survive in the world of survival 
Where your rivals always want to make it seem 
like they're gonna do things and always concocting schemes

Cruising down the street In my 64
I been praying over the things that I previously wished for 
As I’m bumping easy e Finding the reason I’m here for

geeked
I got it down to a science
I Swear I'm die a real nigga
Runaway Slave
When my road comes to an end
Make sure that's on my grave
The streets don't

acting wild, acting buck
Until some real hitters come and hit em up
Got focused, got paper, and I got into my zone
All these things happened when I started

Shine in the glass, flag in the yard
Gun safe in the closet
Trucks parked in the yard
Dead end street, road followed by a creek
One way is, son don't go

It was my last choice
Nothing comes from nothing gotta put in the work
People I love hated on me and that shit really hurt
Now I can never get that

been on my mind
I see how people act now

That shit is wild
And I always been
Them grandmama child
I'm smokin' on wheelies loud

This shit come and get

Canopies and Drapes [Bonus Track]

Emmy the Great

First Love [Bonus Tracks]

2009

And me
It took a while to come around to David Bowie's new CD
And it's much too late to give back your Magnetic
Fields EP
Can I keep it
By my pillow?

ignition
Left me in a chronic condition
Left that wild man on the loose
Heard about sippin on gin and juice
Rollin down the street smokin endo, sippin on gin

man I think it’s time to wake up
All this fake news they put in your head like make up
Devil at your doorstep but he ain't come to shake up
Square ass

Days Go By

Feenom Circle

Souled Separately

I'm life one step at a time



Living in the moment, trying to live out my destiny
Came from the strongest source
Ain't gonna wander, off course

Come back with black riddles that echo
Slow like reflections from puzzles

My Penis 
I use that word for the convenience 
I'd RATHER MEAN TO SAY NOTHING