You can you meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky You can meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky 'Cause we flyin' above the haters They done gave me my wings Let's fly, high, high, high, high They done gave me my wings Let's fly, high, high, high, high They done gave me my wings Lets fly, high, high, high, high They done gave me my wings Lets fly, high, high, high, high 'Cause we flyin' above the skyscrapers I done made it up the mountain lookin' down on the valley And I'm feelin' I can fly so I dive off the cliff Hear the little kids scream, they don't know I got wings 'Til I sprinkle them with the dreams and I hit 'em with the gift Say bye bye to them haters No more lies, they can't fade us Why they wanna test, now you rockin' with the best And my whole fam fam is the greatest Moves countin' like a calculator evaluate the master Playas operation stack your paper captivatin' money makers Feel the love from above he's an eagle He's a dove, call him Bone's emancipator Everybody's a congratulator Come and ride on this elevator Better yet take this escalator Graduate to the new skyscrapers When we put 'em on a level that's if you can deal with We take it to 'em runnin' nothin' but realness Surely livin' in the life it's for the thrills We went up and over the hill Went through the whole drill Haters try to kill with kindness But there's nothin' they can do to the finest Though they won't dare cross over the line for tryin' Y'all know what's gonna happen so they might as well Remain behind us, way behind We on the hardcore grind I never take my mission for granted Since I'm cool they go and take it for weakness Better take it in stride They don't wanna see us alive But yet we steady creepin', reapin', weepin' Niggas went and got in way too deep in You gotta practice that before you start preachin' But ain't no way that they can keep up 'Cause we keepin' the heat on it really don't matter Where we can meet up You can you meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky You can meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky 'Cause we flyin' above the haters Nigga had it bad 'Cause I never had more than plenty cash Thinkin' that the rainy days was over Livin' in the past livin' ghetto fab Never lookin' back But the fact is that I never wen nowhere The truth is me and my own ghetto got a love affiar It's so real things we did my conscience outta here I don't care, I deserve everything I earn Hell yeah, I deserve some pain, I know I hurt Stop talkin' night walkin' real night stalkers Zoners, hungry heard it here first Don't believe me, with wings I'll meet ya Playa, hater, hate They can hate me but they better stay away Or see Krayzie loc' insane So if they wanna hate me let 'em hate me from the bottom Way up underneath my feet 'Cause really I done turned a new leaf To never ever let the suckas rise or let them bustas kill the high 'Cause they jealous in the mind They remind me of gravity always grabbin' at me, pullin' me down Bad storm for the flight, keepin' me on the ground Still I rise and when I take off they fall Raise to the ceiling, try and stay away from the pretender You don't really even get involved We play 'em all from afar in a distance You can you meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky You can meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky 'Cause we flyin' above the haters And when I met him in the sky He had a body like a man and the lower body tellin' the Lord That he had a plan to make Him sure I wasn't evil But I'm comin' with my people ain't no sequel Ain't no women ain't no vessels I'ma settle with a scepter and a lethal dosage I will live forever with a serpent on my head Little glory that's my man I'll be damned If I comin' through i'm runnin' with my pistol Weren't for Moses I'ma die but I'ma come back wit' ya That's the way to get ya Picture sinister plots I'm not nigga with no land I imagine A strand of lightning bolts and tightened ropes I'm fightin' folk with no hope Earth got me locked now chillin' in the smoke house No doubt, no clout, now we're goin' all out Earthball that's all, never let the devil call Revelations little Biggie nigga so long Metal was so precious I was resurrected, why? Juniors fly to The Creator And my brother be, brother be 'C', throw it up Uncle 'L' comin' straight from the sky, what You can you meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky You can meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky 'Cause we flyin' above the haters They done gave me my wings Let's fly, high, high, high, high They done gave me my wings Let's fly, high, high, high, high They done gave me my wings Let's fly, high, high, high, high They done gave me my wings Let's fly, high You can you meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky You can meet me in the sky The sky, the sky, the sky, the sky 'Cause we flyin' above the haters

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For the love of money Well, well, well, ooh For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Ahh, ahh) For the love of money (Ahh, oh yeah) For the love of money (Ahh harder, ahh) For the love of money (Ah, ahh, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Oh, come on baby) For the love of money (Oh harder, harder, oh yeah) For the love of money (Mmm damn, work it oh, yeah) For the love of money (Aww, mmm, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love, love yeah For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money You're just a sinner for the love of money For the love of money Don't' you know, don't you know Don't you know that money is the root of evil For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money

Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on Yeah, Straight Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it Daily collectin' me bank roll Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin' Bone up outta the cut and we buckin' Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year the same I crept and I came Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang Givin' up slang tryna' fuck wid ah chain gang bang! Str8 land ah the heartless Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Come and follow me hollow point snub slug Pullin' me body underground Put 'em in the grave they lay away down Claire Claire stay down I'm one ah the thuggest muthafuckas in yo city Under me strap packed Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro That's the way that we deal That's the way that we steal Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride, Ride to the darkside feel the darkness East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some You can run but won't escape the lie So many tried but died Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me So me, runnin' wid me guage Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin Buck buck droppin' them bodies (Come again) dumpin' them bodies (Runnin' then) we finna posse Thug what check out the glock glock We to poetic for swang Niggas claim they came and remain Smoke bud all day and maintain They come they gun they run From the po-po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them That's them the po-po back up on me Nigga me fucked up now Little time they screamin' on 6-5 That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire Get 'em up wid, beware I take Nigga need some weed That's funny I ain't got no money Nigga put me down, Swing to the bud stops for some brews Really don't drink but it's for me Trues Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose. Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em Thug niggas done straight came up, Nigga wanna test must rest Buckshots all in that chest he's fucked up, Killas from the nigga that's realer In wid that Claire Bendin' that dunn Pop when they run dunn Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to, Beat ah nigga down in any town, But don't let me catch ya Mentality straight from the C-Town Where everyday niggas get beat down Betta think before you run up I gun up but I think keep peep this game now To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' wid Bone Swang widda clip tight clan It's all eternally flossed out Nigga that's Bone Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan...

Keep smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy I've gotta keep on smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy Hey, gimme some herbs, the word Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served And a fifth of burb It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby When I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah Past overdose comatose, see a See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper Roll it up, sellin my kin folk And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo And you can it up, need no friends though See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low We can get smoked (Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?" It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink We got Alize, and Isle iced tea A little Bambazini and some Hennessey The stuff that keeps you toe-up Now tell me are you high enough? Remember forever addicted, get it twisted It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die." Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see There bumpin my jam, guess who I see Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed? We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony Righteous when I spike the punch My people's gonna drink it up You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left

Budda Ja han ja Dette er egt en veldig bra sang Det eneste er at Den er engelsk Og jeg er da liksom norsk Smoke budda Det er tøft vettu Nå kommer det en del g, er Ggg Because you are a g Yeah you know bro Thats how it is And whan it is like that I just wanna say I smoking budda Because thats cool as fuck Kuk og balle stralle og sjalle