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Vanity 'Early In The Morning'
Evening is the of day
I nothing much to say
Don't know to do but I come to

why they call me the ghost
I'm half live, half dead and when beef, I bring all of the toast
And I got more guns than of New York
And I ain't got to say 'cause the toasters'll talk

Holiday Styles, nigga
Three pound, four pound, tearin' off your ligament, nigga
I'm the hardest rapper, out bitches diggin' a
And like anybody who beef, can swim in the
I walk through the door, all the children'll shiver

It's like, "He's so gangsta, so pussy"
I murder y'all faggots so don't push me
All I is goin' through hell, blowin' a shell
I got down so hard, I thought no one'd

But I was wrong
I hold it down my man's gone
I shoot anything, I get my hands on
To leave y'all coward niggaz bloody like a

Vanity 'Early In The Morning'
is the time of day
I find much to say
Don't what to do but I come to

Yo, E Nicks, where you at, Uhh, uhh, yo
I'm sick and tired of rappers 'bout all this chedder
And when you see them in the got a bullshit Jetta
I'm like dog stop frontin', you be braggin'

And why the fuck you got if you push a Volkswagen?
I spit vicious, let my bank account digits
And if money was height, be midgets, I spit hard, save it
(Go on nigga)
Sinner nigga affadavit and next to God, I'm most niggaz mom

talk gangsta but you notice the mob
And I could bring you to the and get, both of you robbed
You see, I live in the streets, I in the streets
Fuck it, I probably got more guns than

Niggaz say I'm too hard, them niggaz too
Straight pussy, I heard suck dick up north
And it so foul, so hold your breath
And you probably still real, just a gangsta

Fare's 'Early In The Morning'
Evening is the of day
I nothing much to say
Don't know to do but I come to

All I can say, this the I chose
For European car and these name brand clothes
Get respect these niggaz, spit game at hoes
down with a bounce and a strange ass flow

I got bigger than I thought I would, I did shit I thought I could
Act rowdy 'cause I fought good
Them blocks is mine, I bought hood
They know I squeeze, smoke and blow bodies

And your boss even know y'all niggazs can get it
Have y'all skeleton cracked and some holes in your
Have your body up in six different lakes
And you ain't even right in front of the Jakes

They call me Stan Still 'cause I just stand still
And most of y'all niggaz run, plus your mans
Folded up in a corner, behind a van
And your hoes can get it then your will

Fare's 'Early In The Morning'
Evening is the of day
I find nothing to say
know what to do but I come to