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Fingers squeezin' on the pipe
Livin' by a fire I'm ready dyin' by the fire
You gotta go you gotta go
Unloadin' that gunfire
When I say I'ma shoot it brodie

much slurp, it's a buffet
Yo Rory, what's the fuckin' story?
Dumb like Dory
Eh Sheli, same for you
Y'all movin' like some Tory's (that's fax)
And I'm

Crumbsnatchers on the corner with knapsacks trying to be big trappers
Speaking that country grammar driving lacks and tractors
Oh my God I’m surrounded by fakes

the brain and then we movin'
Well, what you need from me, huh, shit I'm never losin'
Talk to me-e nice or do not talk to me at all
Already said that shit

cinnamon
Even those who saw the grind said they feelin' it
That wasn't really it they just knew I'm going crazy
And they tryna catch it and reel it in
I got

Girl, stop this behavior
Do yourself a favor 
I just need a baddie by my side
She like VVS, watch it shine
We can go to my place and unwind
I'm just tryna

waring to be Castro's
Cause the list just grows and goes, on and on
Well, I suppose we can make the change, but that's one long road
Whoa, I'm ready to go,

can't get it right, I'm just tryna make my way to the light

But they want me to quit, they want me to fold
They want me to just give em control of my

just feel that I'm hurt,
Simply put in these lyrics and words,
Simply put I'm just lost, and it costs,
All my energy for me to clock all the dots,

that reality (dan danger times)
It's that reality (dan danger times)

Yo I'm ridin' through the back streets
Bumpin' black beats
Stop where the niggas

LeeCertified on the beat
I'm out here just tryna eat
Get ready to take a seat
Gettin older by the day
I got a family to look after
I just entered a new chapter,

Rhymes and Ammo

The Roots

Soundbombing, Vol. 3

2002

a dirty cartridge
Its L for whoever try to front on Thought's shit
I'm sendin' them goons to your mom's apartment

A'yo when I say pump that, y'all say

Gangstafied

Irv Gotti

Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc.

2002

off onto this gangsta shit
Bless our niggaz on the block
Could bring it however, you know what I'm sayin'?
However they want it
I don't think these

I came out the womb and boom there I was
Just a pound and nine ounces man that’s all I was
You couldn’t hear a tear, and dad asked why
Mom was by my

Screwed Up

Lil Wayne

Life Goes On

2007

the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm

Screwed Up

Lil Wayne

New Orleans Millionaire

2007

the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm

damn, look, see
I'm knowin' that I'm 'posed to shake
But anytime I leave you
I'm feelin' my heart ache
Hope you feelin' my vibe, holmes
Nah, not a chick,

beats
Flowin’ with the tune
Yeah I’m pipin’ up my melody
Bitches downin’ Henny Hennessy
Can’t you see all the dishonesty
That’s why I don’t trust no bitch

She doesn't
Quit fussing
You mustn't
I'm fronting
There's nothing
It's nothing
For nothing
I'm suffering

Hopes on hopes don't float
It's like a new

lights low and they movin' slow
They windows way down, layin' down, what they shootin' fo'
T.I.P., the West side Warrior
So you should know that

I'm broken
My nuts I make 'em hold 'em
I'm nuts, I think you know it
But you trust I got some motives
Do it by my lonesome, Moses (Malone)
Everything I

relentless
I'm so damn impressive
It honestly hurts
Lethal injection
To these little peasants
I'm gon' let em burn
Honestly think that a demon got in me so

I'm just tryna takeoff, i don't need a day off
Gotta keep it movin', at the end it's gon' pay off nigga
Ain't no reason to be out here tryna play

choppas come out you gone quit talking
Keep that same energy around your family
Cause I'll beat your ass in front of your lil Granny

I did it once, I did