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As a we were mobbin cracking wit the silk, big little body, had a little tilt, these were the days of the colt and the 45 duck rubber salesman teacher caught me live, was it it on the surface, I can't even lie, we was hustling like its since 1993, as a kid our future's just so hard see you stunt growing cause you blowing what's it gonna be, you you life so hard, still you got it easy, time's moving fast in the wind with the breeze believe me, got that cease fire, just a little bit at ah time girl it easy,
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I couldn't hide behind the forever, thought I was hella clever, trying ta write like keller, couldn't hear or see the fellas, wif jealous, take the path she overzealous, the masses sell us, "you couldn't put me in this world again" at that's what they tell us. Never give in til you get what you
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watch as she explores the sound lab she getting lost in my art work dim the at last, now for the hard work was I wine glass, looking like she from the orchard with nine passed, started to to make it last now for the task acting like I'm not trying ta smash, blood pouring my veins like half empty glass I just had, she how glad she is to meet someone with such articulate speech she asking question like she trying ta get me to the greek and I'll be there if its by way of the cheeks I'm off meat still i wonder what its like afterwards, to have such a chick at my finger tips, soft succulent and sweet under pressure ravishing between my six hundred plus sateen sheets still these are just thoughts. Fire
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I couldn't behind the tint forever, thought I was hella clever, trying ta write like keller, couldn't hear or see the fellas, wif jealous, couldn't take the she overzealous, the masses sell us, "you couldn't put me in this world again" at least that's what they us. Never in til you get what you want
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3 Big sipping big drinking breath smelling I spent 4 on my rugs no mud or dust just the Juicy Fruit and the brown J's I blazed, I know you smell the smoke a distance, have you inhaling shades, now that we on ah escapade and Andrew I rolled 2 Os my partner done out for a nigga so now the hoods out for a nigga guess I got on my shoes, real smokers not confused by the metaphors I've used, now for view, you see me upside down, niggas popping round the so much metropolis done fuck around turned into tropics except man makes the money women and the product is it exotic? No need to excuse yourself, but while you yappiing pass the bitch to someone else.