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I've got an addiction it's a fuckin problem
All these fuckin problems don't know how to solve em
I've got a problem with 2 to 3 pm
I start getting

got dark inside my veins, now it's here to stay
Good or bad it's my life, and it's my every day
Make 3 wrongs, I'm looking for another way
You'll never

wanna see this
Keep it at three lines a day
Like we own Adidas
Sayin' we gonna leave this
Bitch I cannot leave this
Cuz it talk to me
Tellin' me it give

But your sister's fatter
Melo said you can't hit this blin
Black lives matter
Yeah bitch, I can't express it
But I swear I love you
I swear I could have

To the exquisites 
I been inflicted, by niggas 
Who live they life scripted
Dont put that shit on me

I'm in a league of my own, like what vegans are on, I got no

my shit lower I dust the block off wit ah blower
Live by the code of silence like I'm Soulja get a double cup 
And I poor the soda smokin pressure you

you good
Will you stay
By my side
Down to ride
Forget my pride
Ego aside
Main source 
My energy
She my high
Dispensary
Slay 
All our enemies
Jane my

balance

Kaodili heard the news
He knew what he had done
He bust into tears 
To live with much regret
Life Na turn by turn if reap you go collect
Rewind

security, drift by the day
Mercedes, drone on, crack Clem, for the first verse
Currently, well, finna get your own switch, cause you're live
But shut up,

Lengthier lines and led limericks
Dispel all my wishes by the specifics
Bend the rules by my heartbeat I live and die
Your scars are good stories just like

Ain't U da Masta

Masta Ace

SlaughtaHouse

1993

Here come the jams, yo punks, guard your domes
It's the man with the mad new styles and funky poems
So strike one, strike two, strike three, you're

Going so simple live for moments like these
When I’m making a song making two or three
And everything clicks into what you see
And everything you

Life of an Outlaw

Makaveli

The 7 Day Theory

1996

In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand

Why explain the game?

the leash
They the kind that make a bitch scream
I got these tricks up my sleeve
I’ve been dreaming about you
Every day and every night
With you right by my

By the way, your girl seems pretty fun (Ride out)

Jiggy Jash, yeah, that be the name
I be jigging, just give me a drum
What it do, lil baby? What it

live for the afterlife?
Had to shapeshift, think it's time for a pair of dime
I ain't tryna get hit by the iron, so I keep an eye open like a pirate

and tell but I deal on the low
Bare niggaz before bitches cuz I live by the code

Shawty wanna vibe on a low low
She wannna enter my motto
She dey do naughty

3 a.m.
Heart is racing
At least we live upstairs
Get your shoes on your old man's outside
The delivery is here
Most markets in the city
Get bread

over. 
Psalm 91 verse 3 on my shoulder. 
Dancing with the devil in a cast last week I felt conflicted now I'm getting off my ass toe tags for these Jane

wanna give me brain
I be rolling super big blunts out the shake, it's high grade
They going broke trying to match, I had to live up to my name
I be

MariMadeIt
Kinda feel like these hoes waiting on me
How ironic I feel they never waited on me, I rather do this with by lonely
I rather get rich with

The opps know we up the score, them niggas ain't winners
You don't live the shit you rap, you only make trillers
This nigga rap about some shit he really

you agree
I just fuckin guarantee that ima live like i am free
I don't care if I'm your cup of tea
Can't pin me down for 1,2,3
During quarantine call me

pop that nigga in one second,
3 clips, I got no time for da prepping,
Poppin at ya crew till your team quits,
We live by that code, Yea that G-Shit