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That Goes As Planned Then Safely You Should Land We Will Hold Hands And Dance To The Beat Drums Of Are Heart We Should Never Be Apart I Pray The Music

me I was known for my macking back in eighty-four I want it all, that's what I keep stacking for Have things that a rapper never dreamed of having And

to the white man's jock Movin' out of the ghetto 'cause it troubles you Makin' payments on a BMW I know you never would settle for the minimum snaps And have

Music turn it up Baby I'm Real hot so is it my turn to touch you Baby you Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects Baby you Look like you have no

and then said let's go 20 minutes later things were starting to cook As we pulled up into her house I said I'm with you toots The music was soft and

the cool kid While I sat back and didn't give a fuck Now rap is all I have so homeboy that's what's up Homie please back up Ten paces from the truck

The Urge Maybe Do A Little Wig Splittin? Ever Been The Last Kid Picked For A Team? Ever Have Mutha Fuckas Come And Shit On Your Dreams? Do You Have Ideas

floor bloody towels on sculptures Machine gun suitcases, for all you niggaz with 2 faces Mass murder, should have been in San Quentin I'm doin' life to ten

wish He run behind niggaz until you breathless Everyday he makin' ten arrests, sheeit My nigga check this, I know the bitch he rest with I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten