hating can a young nigga take? First chance I get a mother f**ker finna break They caught me, now I'm in the jail cell pacing Damn, a violation Eighteen
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well as the flaws L-O-V-E L-I-F-E Here lies Sean, finally free And as I look across the sea I smile at the sun While it feeds the weeds the nutrition
G-strings, havin weed dreams I'd be Queen if this the 1900's cause niggaz gon get it, and E'RYBODY want it I'm totin bags, eyes redder than a photo lab
the fuck on the floor I slid through the front door With the 9 and the velor, a cal in my pocket You will, I'ma pop it, I'm down for a profit I'm ghetto
breaker one nine, I had a rendezvous Pop vintage wine with this dime, hot as a barbecue (Ha) She was young, too wild without a curfew (Ha) Smile I hurt
a dream What a dream To be what you are A rock'n' roll star To make such a lot of money Would be funny Oh, I wish I could be like you Rikky rock'n' roller
not one of them Reel Life Product's grim A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz future's lookin dim A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T Reel Life Product
, I know I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I need one tonight I wonder if I take you home Would you still be my thug baby? Because I
Mac You got everything that others would lack Along with the F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S Your patience I personally admire 'Cause I started out a player now I
know If this love?f to be, i?_l see it in your eyes If there is love, i?_l still be needing/watching you If there?f hope to dream, i?_l hear it in your
be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day Come what may I'm fishing in my boat and I'm fishing for trout Mix the Bass
just a time trial, I'm trying to make the finals March madness in the land of savages, I'm stranded A magnet for static so I combat diplomatic Nomadic, what I
it's time I gotta gotta know, where I'm going in l-i-f-e A constant headache for charlie b But I take an asprin and sleep For a bit, then I dream about
air? Yo did I make moves, did I make moves? Yo, ow! Did I make moves yo, so check it out, yo This is a theory that I've come up with Between my mind
a lot When no money on the game you sure talk a lot Never like a nigga car, you walk a lot See I make cream a lot, while you niggas dream a lot Can'
my dream (what?) Exactly what it is a dream, I acted like a triple beam Was under the rap game and I turned it into a scheme (yes) Now when they speak