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Walk down the street to get black tea
Pass by the pawn shop and church
One foot in front of my body
As I plot out which shadows to lurk

J

whack, J Good’s words they slack
He’s losing it he can’t connect the missing words
Uh, fuck
They don’t know about the mother fucking way he feels
The way

wrist, move with killer jewels and hype shit

I'm the wonderful asshole ya mother do
Wit a coogie, bucket hat, slacks like a Huxtable
Fuckable
This gat

I'm from that Dope Era
Niggas getting bodied for jackets, that starter coat era
Palms itching for that green, Glock, 9's in the sweater
Cause them young

the bag, like I was sponsored by Ziploc
Niggas faint and cry, got em screaming, yeah that shits hot

J U N motherfucking I E
I'm a household name, no Johnson

[Music by A. Tompkins, J. Sherlock and J. De Ron]

The embryo implants the uterine lining,
folding within its amniotic abode
The gut and neural tubes

of pressure buried seeds break under
Choke-hold the limbs till the leaves change
Color from the blood loss
To the love toss like a wooden stick to
A young puppy

This the story of a fuck boi
A dumb ass young fuck boi
Uh
I left my bitch and then I lost my mother fucking mind
Been popping so any pills you'd

His life flashed in front his eyes police sirens
Harmonizing with a woman on the corner crying 
Transported back to a young child that his grandma

Don't Do That [Amended Album Version]

Saigon

Entourage: Music from and Inspired by the Hit HBO Original Series

You little punk mother fucker
I aint got no love for you I got a slug for you
Its possible today can be your very last morning
Move your ass

brother cease to exist
Misjudged by my dreads, how I fit the description?
I'm forever overzealous
Capitalizing all endeavors
My complexion make ‘em jealous

to your bro and mother
Words cannot describe the pain I feel
My nigga found dead in a Cadillac Deville
I'm rolling j's in brown flu's
To drown my feelings

Mother fucking bars
Only repertoire
One day I'll break charts
Cuz right from the start
I knew I'd go far by doing my part
So don't make excuses
You could

Dh killed this mother fucker
Yea
niggas claim they down with you but they ain't really down to stay
Bitch go check my status i do push ups everyday

I’m a visionary and I see my vision clearly
So much ambition
These white people see me and they fear me
Young black man with a plan
I know they wanna

sure we got food to eat
But young men grow to men who gotta feed themselves
Reach them shelves, increase that wealth
Buy a crib, settle down nigga

get in my way and I'm gone in a Bronco
Chase like O.J., never gon stop tho
Leaving em a cold case, knowing Ima walk tho
Cleanin up with Colgate, show em

was young we made mistakes
Ended beef but what's at stake
I lost some homies to a case
My circle smaller than a grape
Just cause most you niggas fake
I

is shocking
But me ain't no stopping
And that's true shit
J Hus please
Drop some mother fucking music
I'm tired of this scene
Most these man there are

medicine
I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you!

[Violent J]
I take so many zoloft
I bleed my nose off
I run up in a church and rip my fucking

chest burns like I drank all of the rum
Smoke stored in my lung I saw it from young
Corning the gun come we corn him for fun
Done a bit of jail time
Never

and went to the Money
Counting them hunnits on Hunnits

Mutherfuck promises
Cus they usually get broken
The money calling me
Young nigga stay focused
Mack

a Russell to this draft inside ya fantasy
Bitch you stuck on BME
I'm rockin' like PNB
Go and be a mother imma take a flight from A to Z
Income off a baby now

Honor Thy Father, Honor Thy Mother
6 words that could've preserved my Big Brother
Still remember when we lost him in 2008
Police mistook his face for