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good within you I'm so sick of racing Fear is just a joke We've got this shit between us We've got this line I can't cross This condition is all yours

This town is feeling kinda weak tonight Anything you say is gonna be alright by me Just as long as I'm in this car driving Nowhere fast. We'll take

'll fiends This shit's hot, nigga, letting off steam This is like a movie action scene Ring, ring, ring like a machine This shit's money, nigga, this shit's green This shit's is terrifying Halloween This

get paid for me But fuck it, this is the entertainment biz So let the games begin, I mean Let the flames begin But, hey, Ia??m just trained to this Lot

pipe in her lap, she ain't know how to act Now that I've got your undivided attention I'm Gonna say this and run under condition one Promise me you gon

to tha Man Upstairz Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday and our people

though they steady changin' This is still a hustle Still got them same rules Man I be the same game We'd even found some brand new money Still we maintain This

okay to check in that Motel 6, $59.95 Not a cent more, for that dirty-ass ho Yeah, stop by that convenience store And pick up them rubbers magnum I hope This

hair And the blood is red instead of sellout green This is not the music for an R n' B mind This is flower intertwined with a vine In other words this