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seek another level 
I do no evil 
I speak no evil
I see no evil

 Verse 3
A short story
The other day for maitama 
Popo stop me sepa
Collect my 50k

a new addiction
Pray for better days, can't see ahead of me
Stuck up in a maze, which way is best for me
Lately been ashamed, don't want the rest to see

Well I don't have time for no thot
If they ask
Tell em back in like two days
Tryna buy a crib, new jays
Everybody know I don't play
In the last couple

fantasy I'm really three and oh (That's facts)
And I got his chain snatched just like my name is Deebo (Friday)
And I had her and her Freind yea that's

floating (x3)

Yea You fine, Yea You cool
Yea You got me actin' a fool
Yea You fine, Yea You mine
Yea Your vibe is so divine (x2)

Shrooms in my brain Acid

they wanna do is bounce
Can't come round with them two face movements that shit here ain't allowed
Pinky's buss out the jeans zavettis
23 Footwear fresh

bounce bathroom and then I though'd up

Chorus

Verse2
A yall look at that broad she swear she all that
You can tell by the way she walk and the way she

Four strikes like a clover
'Cause when you play with C2 it's game over
Spy Kids 3, I always wanted to see Carmen naked in 3D
These niggas can't copy me

muhfuckin' muffin 
Cap back blew
I don't really like shoes 
Unless dey cost 
A rack or two 
I just keep snapping 
Must've got a snaggatooth 

If you live by da

two years, three years, four
Drugs, alcohol, addiction, morgue
Fake friends, women gold-digging as a sport
Who convinces you, you should live a whole

We all look forward to a new day
But, as I look around I'm reminded of Revelation 12:9, 12
"So down the great dragon was hurled, the original

depressed mental state that my head is in 
Life throwing sticks and the stones and like the trees hit me 
Have a bad day, hit the weeds and it does a three

Speak Militant

Necro

Sabacolypse: A Change Gon' Come

2004

country
"scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit

[Verse 2]
They got weapon of mass destruction, buttons explode the earth
disintegrating your flesh

pills
Then that one turn to two
And that two turnt the three
And I swear that I'm being real

Ian care what it was
I was hooked on these drugs
And now I

Daddy left fo' I was 3
I call the streets my home
Never had my own room
It was a shoot out most days
Niggas be dead before noon
The OGs dead or in jail

of cigarettes for breakfast, chug a forty before I'm fourty
Couple problems keep me up at night, lil' depression in the morning
Two funerals in the day, two

Three
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You recording?

If they wasn't pressing record
I'd probably be pressing the tail button
Yeah, hustling

Ooohh I can't I can't let it go yeah
I can't I can't let it go yeah
I can't I can't let it go yeah
Ooohh I can't I can't let it go yeah
3 am
So numb

melodrama and no baby mama
2 am burn that yokohama
The shit that i do call it psychodrama
Pull up in p8 i pick up shania
Part 2: kneel and say grace.

about weed
It was about drugs
Who's going to get something or
who has what

I come from addiction and stuff
I come from 3, 4 days a week drunk and stuff,

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

S.P.M.

Frost Presents Somethin' for the Riderz

2003

were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17

Big Boy is the nigga in charge over here
I'm buying new shoes and new clothes
Give me one of them two of these aw fuck it
Nigga give me three of those

YEAH HOE!
2side on  beat by the way

SKRRRRRRRRRRRR

YEAH HOE!
GHETTOOOOOOO!!!!

YEAH HOE!
YEAH HOE!
YEAH HOE!
(Ghetto..Girl..Trapper)

AYE!!
I just

Two4
Niggas talkin' bout the old me
Steady talkin' bout the old me
They be hollin' like they know me
They be actin' like they know me
My nigga Two