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always talk about depression, but that's because my mind is a Smith & Wesson
I'm finding a blemish in all of my blessings
Lil homie was 8 years old
Barely

picture it’s hung on the wall
There’s a stranger’s face at the window
You’re not the girl that you were

You keep your heart in a velvet box
In a room

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

Cannon

The Juice

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 7

2006

you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by

break till it takes eight years to start over
Made it from a small town to be raped by downloads  
Living in Westlake my neighbor was found cold- murdered

Shit'll never be the same again
Money make a nigga change to win
Brought it to you I didn't sang to friends
How the fuck you letting strangers in

'bout time
Knock him out they gon' be bloggin' him right now (brr)

Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house, know we posted at night time

didn't know me and you passed me by 
like a stranger would you steal that seat like you did
on my last day in so-cal?
you called the waiter and said

Why would you irrelevant fucks wanna rebel against us
Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Knowing you never been rushed by the most

all the targets
Be a prodigy if you can zip
Up him and his partner
Yall was quarantining in the house
When we was out "Red-Rum"in'
That glizzy go "Boom,

and Jimmy Smith up on the organ
Gene Russell, the artist symbol of Chicago
Inivators like Michael White push out the Cal Tjader

Classic shit like Weather

who left him at the centre of it all
Then the stranger who promises him a better life
But always disappears and he couldn't catch this ghost
He wakes in

A Stor Mo Chroi, when you're far away
From the house that you'll soon be leaving
Sure it's many a time by night and by day
That your heart will be

couldn't FUCK with the Smith and Wess'
Motherfuckers runnin for miles, bodies stacked up in piles
I'm killin executioner style

	Comin straight off

Elementry

G-Unit

No Mercy, No Fear

2002

spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by

gun in the back

Twisted barren branches
Break up a cloudless sky
Time’s running out
As the miles roll by

When the boys got to the farm house
It was

to yo bitch nigga she a bop shawty suckin dick for a backwood
Nigga I’m in trap fuckin up a pot shawty tryna make sure tha crack good
New 40 cal on me if

changes, Can't get you off of my brain
I've been talking to strangers, Calling them by their names
And Jay
I've been going through these Changes, I've been

on the bumper sticker, know it's SafeAuto
American Dad I'm Stan Smith
Will Smith I'm Fresh Prince
Stranger Things like Netflix
Aww man, Jordan Maron
Pull up in

the dollars in
Drop the top, it was botherin'
Now go let your mother in
The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is sovereign
Got a house full of bricks, you

The Alchemist

Iron Maiden

The Final Frontier

2010

Stranger than the comet as it streaks across the sky
Stranger than the truth I know before my open eyes
I have dealt in mysteries and trickery

I spit a verse and cause global warming
I keep that smith on me like a Mormon
Me and my brother united a kingdom 
No Brexit just flexing and kept em

as the travelers rejoice
And weep with the strangers that moan
Nor live in my house by the side of the road
Like a man who dwells alone
I want to live in a house by

Queens Get the Money

Nas

Nas

2008

lining, 40 houses
Bring back Arsenio
Hip hop was aborted, so Nas breathes life back into the embryo
Let us make man in our image, spit it
I'm Huey P.