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and have to spin the corner on emMake em disappear ain't no re-spawning on emI done already put up a warning on emShot downHe is a goner homieAll

never had no luck with meGirl I know you're ready for itBut I'mma make you beg me for itYou want me, I already know itShe tell me I can fill that void

commercial best-buy productLike a piece of material in the supermartNow who said the sell-out can't be realYou're justifying the book by the cover

won't make itQuite honestly that nigga ?[...]? Is a haterIf you listen and you ain't get it, I can't hate on your opinionBut I can tell you that you

Talking to himself more than meI’m sorry I wasn’t there for him,He no longer talks to me[CHORUS]I spoke to my trauma;It had this to say[VERSE 4

believe my eyesTwenty minutes later when I opened the doorAnd she was standing right outsideI said, "Hey what the hell are you still doing here?"And she

zaza, and it's selling like crack, niggaYou can smell it through the packTurkey bags with the vacuum sealOvernight shipping, gotta pay these bills

at a young age I finally found out the reason for my thoughtsTrying to push out the tragic memories as I found out it's all genetic (Harrow)I can never think

Can you feel that it's realI tell my girl don't wait up, you know how it isThese long summer nights and for the moments I livePassion has a price,

highCan't even functionI'm a beast just like Tim DunkinMy five toilets you'll be plungingEat my shit it ain't no lunch inAnd I stay boomin

newI'm in love with the shape of youOne week in we let the story beginWe're going out on our first dateYou and me are thrifty, so go all you can

The undisputed CMB (Who hold the title?)We hold the title, you know why?(Aight, yes) Look..[Lil' Wayne]There ain't a cat out green that could deal with Weez'

playlists/I'm searching for ways in, but entrances are sparse when you're hard to market/Fuck art, cause thugs aren't the smartest targets/And I'm not

poppin' 'emStevie J, I keep some JocelynsYou can not sit with us, you can not get with us, no sucker, he brought a cuss with himYou know the jacket I

taking all this aggression into this studio sessionAnd I have every intentionOf catching all your attentionWhen I see with convictionThat you're not

up man? What's up?Man, yo yo let me tell youThe reason why he ain't sparkin isBecause he had a bad tripAw yeah, remember that time?Yo tell 'em

can be your oyster or a set of jail doorsYou've seen mine, I think it's time I see yoursI bet you that we've been scarred by the same swordsSo

heard of Pac and EminemAnd Busta, Luda, Biggie, Tech, and thought it all was crack, manThrow these new niggas in a trash canTell em that I’m coming for

some of bitches, use to tell meDougie you motherfucker, your ass ain't never gon be shitBut now they turning on the T.V., watching me on BETJamming

whoever needed the jewelryMade diamonds outta two words, don't die, manJust get yoursBe careful of those stones you're throwingThat's what keeps

to be togetherIf I could do it all againI wouldn't change a thingLife is what happens in-between the dreams you're trying to rememberLife is what

I?m starin? at the four wallsSittin? here, waitin? by the telephoneYour words are runnin? through my mind childCut me like a knife, you don?t

my album isI've be blessed on the buttonsI might get another one in the chartsYou think man are calling them blessed for nothing, nahThis

on the shot clockBreak the defense, homeboy, I can't be stoppedAll about my money so you know I'm hitting bank shotsI'm trying to tell 'em, boy you can