Is there any home ('cause I'm 3000 miles from home) Is there any escape from being alone Please lord won't you give me some meaning A definition to what
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Is there any home (cuz I'm 3000 miles from home) Is there any escape from being alone Please lord won't you give me some meaning A definition to what
-five, wait, what am I doing? The definition of Gouda, what's the definition? Chalupa, scrilla, scratch, paper, yaper, capital The definition, Gouda
we motherfucking hustlers - 4x [Magic] Now you can call me greedy But I envy niggas balling harder Then up comes, the 9th Ward shit starter I'm the definition
a hundred million smiles And a hundred million buildings burning to the ground From a hundred million miles away, I can hear the sound Of a hundred millions burning definitions
my props Eleven years old, extramanish, hard-headed sellin' them rocks I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one ever bigger than me Prettiest thing I ever seen, a 1979 air fifteen
You've got to know by now That stepping in and out will bring you down Until you make it definite Until you make it definite Six fifteen sacrifice your
Livin' out the definition of sin Got no tact, got no sense Now it's time to pay the consequence, sing it Mobbing, stealing, definition, feeling Mobbing, stealing, definition
From the riches of my empire, I'm like a pimp Who thought he had to retire but found a new Canibus to hire You're hardcore, innocence like Heather Hunter But definitely
would most likely wake the kids up! No, actually I'm moving on though to toilet brushes and things, 'cause I think they'll be coming in this year . . . definitely
your place Nobody's taken your place Each set includes A turntable A nine inch icing bag With six high definition nozzles and adapter With a fifteen
walkin' right through my wall, boy Yer carrier's cool, you makin' me drool You were definitely battin' my ball, boy You hittin' me round about fifteen
five colt firearm, Remington sixteen guage shot gun Two of them ultra-light machine bombers, AR fifteen and Tommy guns Ready to run into bumbles Rushin
to make the most of what you was paid to gross I gave you bread and butter, you supposed to make the toast Fifteen years, fifteen years And now when
Who was it who wanted every sec of the fifteen minute flame of fame A name to last for all eternity Who was it who wanted ingratiation beyond definitions
my own man I'm one of the few, Houston rappers with a home man Fifteen thousand square feet, bitch nigga Now that's the real definition, of a rich nigga
My game be out of reach, unseen and unheard I wreck so many flows, I'm classified as terd Shit, who you think showed y'all the game Definition of a guerilla
