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bust in hoes that only 14 years old (shes young)
Doin drive by's in fuckin pink caddies
Tie you up and beat you worse the L L Cool J's daddy
This is

things that were hurtful
Dragging others down with me, thoughtlessly into a heap

Down by the lakes
And across the rivers
No matter where i went
It was

expire
And if I get too tipsy keep me out of the fire
Party's growing last count there was 25 heads
There's two tents, three couches, and one double bed

be in the sky
These clouds of pain clearing by the sun it's shinin' bright
But I still keep my fucking weapon if you gon' try my life
I got like 210

Bitch niggas want to know if its true
Yo tell these motherfuckers who they listening to
  
Verse 3 (Feddie Demarco)
This ain't no Feddie Wapp, nigga I'm

the kuh
My new bitch gettin' fucked in the butt
Ridin' by the trap see me sitting in the truck
Niggas say they coming threw but they see me strapped up,

My Songs

Fat Beats

Fat Beats, Vol. 2

from the snakes
And my sleeves know a couple of tricks for huntin' breaks
(Ten thousand lakes) Multiple choice of where to drown
So I quote the horse,

Turn the Page

The Streets

Original Pirate Material [UK]

2002

when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen, it's fitting
And I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show your face on TV then we'll

when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen, it's fitting
And I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show your face on TV then we'll

a lot can happen quickly
And we fell in love by minute three.

I like the way you whistle while you fold the clothes.
You leave a mess in ev’ry room

need another
That's my brother
That's my brother
Oh my
Oh my god
Yeah

I've been wasting my life, my time
Sitting in classes, them hours go by
Guess I'm

missed it before
Three Two
I was so innocent
Followed your fancy scent
Then end up sitting by myself watching the dry cement
While you were laying there

I tried, I tried
To be your ride or die
I cave and cave
And gave my all inside
I'm solo, sitting here by myself
Can't be good for my health
Lock me

her statement
I gotta take the longer route on my road to Greatness
I gave up almost 3 times in the past 3 years
I had to boss up
Make some changes

When I think back to that morning in Queenstown
My heart starts to ache
Sitting in the shade of the hire car
Throwing stones into the lake
We

three
Bathing in the morning light
Memories of the previous night
These watercolour days
Keep passing me by
Keep passing me by
And I can picture your face

cottage surrounded by a colorful, looked-after garden. 
The Old Gardener is sitting between the plants, speaking to them tenderly and respectfully.
Edward

with the screw, yes

[Chorus]

Happy birthday, red roses, big cakes
Donna Karen slippers, got your birthday gift by the lake
Big boats, thick

Sitting right here I got no remorse
Sitting right here my throat's real hoarse
Screaming at the walls I lost my voice
Don't got nothing but just one

numbers like I’m bidding at a auction
All I see is dead people got me stacking coffins
Ish ish neck wrist fist make your girl look
Keep 3 hoes like a high

grinding
I feel like I'm 3rd shift
We laid strong ass bridges laid brick by brick
We stuck through shit
When most people fussed and quit
I know the look

I'm surrounding by some angels
I could've been dead 100 time but God save me
I was sitting in my cell feeling like I'm dashay
I just wanted to excel

Wondering why the time had passed
I'm wide awake, but honestly I'd rather be
(Three, two, one, yeah)

Sitting here looking at my photographs
Wondering why

Why would you be sitting when you could be dancing
Why sit and watch when you could be having fun
Get off your arse, it's time to come and dance