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Fuel Most Of All

now and I hate you now And I miss you most of all All those times we laughed the scars that you left Still I miss you most of all, hey hey And by the

you now And I hate you now And I miss you most of all All those times we laughed The scars that you left Still I miss you most of all And by the water

the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic city back lookin like eighty-nine All

like my father I hate to be bothered With all of this nonsense, it's constant And oh it's his lyrical content the song 'Guilty Conscience' Has gotten such rotten responses And all

you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me And

of Midtown Two hundred horse-power under the hood Junk in the trunk very far from damaged goods Designer frames with windshields that stay tinted The most

burnin' your gums Get it right, I'm him, y'all just rhymin' Noise over beats y'all niggas hymen Ma this shit is real, I'm buyin' jet fuel And the cuts

most any man I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired

bullet proof vest Just purchased the charter arms .38 Then you entered the confetti hell gate On the pee floor bloody towels on sculptures Machine gun suitcases, for all