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the beat out, I can feel the void from my ears into my brain
And I won't say another rhyme, until you bring the beat back in again
BRING THE BEAT BACK, BRING

Migos to Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
I put my blood sweat and tears in the game
And I still got more years so I bet they’ll remember me
All of these niggas they

that flow back
When niggas didn’t know
People compare Migos to Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
I put my blood sweat and tears in the game
And I still got more years

to think, when my mind goes blank
You just can't think when your mind goes blank

In this game, hangin' with my crew
Robbing everybody, hell, I might've

you get elbowed
Ping pong, hit a nigga with the ring on
Yung Rich Nation jeans on, it's your theme song
So many pints in my crib, it's a lean home

Chorus: Look Me in my eyes (3x).
Look me in my eyes, 
Tell me what you see.
Do you see that hurt, or
See that demon in me.
Look Me in my eyes. (3x)

Living everyday just to survive
Paying bills just to get by Brotha
That ain't living in the nice life
And everybody got something to say
I don't care for

peace
Fuk yo metal detector dat's my belt
I will not cease
Until they put D E in front of dat
I want my feast
Chicken turkey and ham I’m goin' dat
I’m

where I get my game from
Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker
Hood

Come get a brick of the coke (brick)
Dirty chopper when they swing in my door

In Memory of...

Max Cavalera

Primitive [Bonus Tracks]

2000

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes 
That with this music I will bring my dream to life. 
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, 
I wanna blow up right

In Memory of...

Soulfly

Primitive

2000

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes 
That with this music I will bring my dream to life. 
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, 
I wanna blow up right

In the Memory of....

Soulfly

Primitive [Import Bonus Tracks]

2000

Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes 
That with this music I will bring my dream to life. 
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, 
I wanna blow up right

Pronto

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

crazy game and I got crazy gats
And we slam like a batterin ram (so brotha step back)
It's the one and only, only one
That leaves niggas strung
By

I'm the next Kanye
Big fat checks in my nose motherfucker
(in my nose)
Everyone knows that I am, ay ay, ay
Flex so hard (yeah) i ball so hard (ayy)

niggas and the clique is mutual
And why you hit the boy up now, that's so unusual
I told my brotha, got stay in yo bag, jus some like future do
She so

niggas hold me down 
Can't no bitch make my cry 

Drug talk 
Drug talk
Like I'm making plays
I guess it's cause I grew up in the fucking game
Pops was in

passed
Proving my self in the game
Planting my seed
Tryna succeed
Soon get on the mic
Am killing the shit

I got drip on me (I got drip)
I got lean on me

to get yourself right
So I let you stay at my home

When I started peepin' you makin' eyes at my boo
Goin' out your way to be all up in her face
Me and her

Misery

Gerald Levert

G

1999

Wanted to get yourself right
So I let you stay at my home

When I started peepin' you makin' eyes at my boo
Goin' out your way to be all up in her face

from nothing
And one hundred mil just a comma away
My youngins got youngins that got in the game
Cause we was out trapping when doctor was Dre
Rollie

or Santan
I'm with gang
Got a 10 on my back like messi
Throw 10 on her back it got messy
Who should i take keish or becky?
What should i take lean or molly?

Choppaz ina closet by my granny nem

Left blood on these streets that i been standing in

Pressure come im gone handle it

Niggas turning rats they

Medicating in Cali off that exotic tropic 
My bitch bad and she know it 
and I swear that she solid 
Everyday I'm losing sleep, but I'm gaining in profits

forgot I'm on lean
Movement you see me on Fleet 
Tell me what it is , double it
You ain't got no deal no shit 

My pocket is loaded
Your Secrets unfolded