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Art Class

by earFear

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They say I be doin' too much, but i don't listen to my foes They got indicted but I'm still yikin' on these hoes Coursing through the veins of my hood in plainclothes Flexin' equals witness protection, you ain't know? Spit and shine, that's a sign of a solid G Ridin' slow like a moph followin' me Jacket hangin' off me something like a curtain Stick my hands out, pose like im surfin' Ain't my mojo so worrisome? He be backslidin', he think I'ma roast him So he sweatin' like he fulla ice on a coaster See practice make perfect, my skills make 'em scared And people who ain't good, just act like they don't car Niggaz who chase paper chase women the same way Make a decision: you gone get evicted or get played? Say nigga Fuck you! I know they heard that They better watch me, I got my nerves back (alh!) And I'm gone shake 'em til they shut me up
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New Niggaz 03:02
We the niggaz, to put it frankly Help set the example, you should thank me Some whites don't like when i use this slang But seeking their approval is to me so laaaaame We the niggaz, from the bus stop Pocket full of cash? why the fuck not?! No mafia rules, no suit and tie Cuz ain't no gotti kids takin' after superfly We the niggaz, stay in y'all place Gunsafe with SKs in the crawlspace it's all fun and games when you dance around actin' Til we hem you up like some hand me down khakis BBQ's every weekend and hoop sessions Mobilize 50 goons, 1 text message It's 12th Row move or no move hoe! We ain't emulating rich white folks cuz We the niggaz
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verse 2 I turned the music on, laid her on her back Asked her,'... fast or slow?', she said,'follow the soundtrack' started off with trey songz but it got faster as we went I'm sweatin' tryin' to catch up, but she got me messed up Baby it don't make no sense how good your cookie is Look at this, got a nigga being obedient If hot sex was a gourmet dish, you'd be the main ingredient (Whew!) I'ma take you shoppin', wait on you, take your order First I'ma explode in your mouth like a cherry cordial
4.
Since before bin laden i been advanced Dickies needs to start makin' linen pants You ever been with a man who been in france? Young g from the hood watchin a river dance Get on board, my type's rare Show you the real world peel back another layer Dominance is the common denominator I'ma player on the field, buddy just a commentator I'm bossy cuz the world made me Flip side i provide so forgive me baby Before michelle obama was a first lady She was a queen carrying a king and his babies It's funny when you figure out you livin' out A moment at this second that you'll never forget about I feel something, I don't wanna say it now Let's consummate the bond, girl lay it down
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verse 2 On the edge wanna fight and pockets ain't yikin what the fuck you think I'ma do? I can't make it doing promo, go and do it solo nigga I ain't bankin' on you Hustlers love to say I'm snobby, prolly just be me and Bobby on the road Don't say my government name i do not fuck with you hoes I got that official issue for a hater clickin' think they the one I'ma let Slide just open your eyes, notice the 4-5 you must have forgot I'ma vet Ready to wreck and break 'em up like moses Extra clip by the show disc Bringin' hope to the hopeless How the fuck can they say I ain't the coldest?! Nigga we oceans deep and full of crooks so willin' to ride If you don't read books bro, you will never know the way I'm feelin inside Dealin' with pride is a fight bruh People look up to intelligence so you don't like us? Feel insecure around me you need to step your life up
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It's a time to work, time to play, time to get that money I do both, do think so? then let me show you something Million ways to die and get paid, and i'm gone find 'em all out Ballin' time is all the time, so I won't be at y'all house I'ma hustle vet when my muscle flex, I take losin' spreads and all busters bets Don't be gone when my number fall; justy shut your mouth up and cut the check No such thing as too much respect, I let you know in advance, don't matter who understand If I'ma be what i wanna be gotta do what I can To get richer and stick to the plan, BOOOOOOW!!
7.
No matter what I pick I lose, seems unfair Why you gotta make me choose? I see why folks don't tell the truth Cuz we had a ball when you didn't have a clue I know know lies are white, truth is black But life don't ever be like that Them lil gray areas caryy us in a direction We don't recognize until our eyes are just a blank reflection Metaphors don't help neither do apologies You know i don't got a rep but i do a lot of things That may misrepresent our team Plus livin' in a rush make a nigga unsure I get anxious, ain't this goin' against The original reason I'm doing this for? You were a gift from god i found late You use to mess with fools but I don't hate And every single night I pray Our father please don't take music away
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Holdin Back 03:13
What's up b.g. let's run, what's up OG let's ride What's up world here I come, I watch the demons die I got some crazy stories, so crazy think I'm lyin' That's only cuz you boring, no brain no point no time No clip no shot no script no casting call just me and mine Tryin' to act like being broke is better than a life of crime Truth is blue, pain is red, crime is purple cuz And I will never ever let a punk with a vendetta Run up on the set or try to murder us I done made a grip and dodged bullets Punished haters: semis, glocks, fullys All the homies that i used to treat They was high and don't remember me Dirty money: leave it, run quick Easy come and easy go- shit! Slow bread have a nigga workin' til he just a oldhead waitin' on a lottery pick Me hittin' a lick for dough is just like writin' a paper And my computer froze, something won't let me save it When you get your crown, you gone wear it or sell it? I stare temptation down and this is what I tell it
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I'm legally retarded, look what we started I'm dumb enough to do it, smart enough to beat the charges Got your girl in my hood on the kitchen wall And it feels good like hot water on itchin' balls They say life's a bitch? That's cuz they haven't met her She's strange and always changing like cabin pressure I was walkin' cool- she taught me a lesson Now I'm runnin' hot- like I need a compressor, yesssir! You know it's on when the beat yike Arm hangin' out the window shootin' out the street lights It's a traphouse I don't care if your lady there I'ma still lay you down like baby hair They sneak dissin' is funny, I call it fanmail You're a snake in the grass with pentagram scales Nobody but the devil, cut the shovel handle short Even though we go back like auditors and child support Snuffa Luffa Gus, Cut another slit up in her throat For the backtalk, now your insides on the back wall you finished, hoe? That guttersnipe better bite down on a butterknife 'Fore she say a nigga name, put her in the game Blitz on the play, down set hike He was scared so his life gone, he shouldn't have said it I kill feds like micros kill women's edges We the welcoming committee but don't let it fool you We break your insides, tear you open like a pack of noodles
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Outside 01:36
Verse 1: I know i know i know i know a couple bitches out here gettin it and a couple niggas out here simpin, its ridiculous i just mind my business, on a mission to succeed shoddy posted for them vultures as i'm coasting through this heat i'm planting seeds, baby, i can't be your mister let him pay them bills, i'll come paint a bigger picture homie, be proud of your sister, she's going all the way and the best part of me is drying up on her face hey, i keep it raw & uncut, fuck formal you niggas can't see me but you feel me, paranormal soaring witht the eagles, yeah, my people flying with me counting change on a mountain range, nigga, fuck the city them bright lights too pretty if it don't glitter, it's gold, let me polish it send an invitation to the haters, come watch this shit if i get this cheddar, then everybody is better off or i'ma get that nine & move around like the letter "o"
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I work to eat, play for keeps, none of my enemies pray for me So I stomp the ground in and out of town, jumpman makin' them bounds and major leaps G's lookin like the police so i dodge em, you can't park a caprice in my yard They take time off- get extra soft I see that and go extra hard Crumbs make bricks; bricks make pyramids so that nigga 6 get it in day and night My discs like bricks, my show like white- swerve rubber to the curb serve on site Y'all bet. I bet better. I play chess. Y'all play checkers Jammed my homie on a bullshit charge but guess who right back at that cheddar??
12.
How many folk gone run? How many folk gone walk? How many folk gone move? How many just gone talk? How many folk catch charges? How many folk gone beat it? How many think they innocent cuz all they dirt a secret? How many stuck in the hood? How many travel the atlas? How many think they good, but they don't ever practice? How many folk get robbed, stress out over bread? How many folk get they own money put on they head?
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Condo with a view of the skyline? Not so bitch, we are in the 'A' No athlete stats, I'm just 5'9" But if you put me in the game; I'ma play That gentleman role is so 90's They switched it up, you can't tell? Bad guy does her first, he finishes last But the nice guy finishes himself Romantic walks on the weekend? No sir, nowhere downtown But I walk with her when we freakin' And her feet don't touch the ground
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You'll say you love me but you just can't put your finger on why You'll try to make em feel like a demon casting a spell You think I'm trippin', you'll be trippin when you see I'm not high I'm just a hustler who do my thang and i do it well I'ma shake my head, I'ma get that bread; if you come with it, fine Doin' it like this so long I know no other piece of mind Eat my seeds and drink my blood but when you get down to the rind You'll figure out I wasn't lyin' (I blame it on the)
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Bandaid 10:28
Verse 2: I done seen the signs, so many times i just brace myself, impact, then i recline in my feelings lookin at the ceiling, nearly crying as the street light peek through a few of my blinds i'm tired of trying, this shit's weak on the surface ass niggas never dig deep my girl playing, & she's swearing that it's all me my response to her text, don't call me

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released June 1, 2011

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