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on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah

I got flames

And whistles as she walks on by
She holds her head up high
And smiles at all who pass her by
They call her Little Miss Sunshine
She doesn't let the clouds hide

of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing

to the end where it all began

Spread your wings and fly away
Spread your pretty little wings and fly
Spread your wings and fly away
Spread your pretty little

I wish I could sit here forever and watch the world go by
I wish I was god, the all-seeing eye
Often, I stand by my window, and just like a fly

They're pulling babies from the rubble
Struggling to survive
Confusion in their eyes
That little girl could be my daughter
Still trying to close her ears

Rain rain go away, come again another day 
Jacinta wants to play, rain rain go away

When it rains we grab our crayons, and spread the paper out
Draw

of its blessings/
They always rain down like it's thunderin/
The son of man, spread love is the plan/
And show love to the Gods who taught me to represent/

Michael had a crooked penis
His mom was Vietnamese
His father was in the war
They lived in the San Fernando Valley
Michael and his mom
And his little

wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state

Angel

Common

LAX

2008

And like Chicago winds, I was once a Street Disciple
Rockin' every Jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael
That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I

but In a Chrysalis
Just let me spread my wings
By any means we must protect our queens

on this Filthy Island

God got a blessing wit my name on it
Watching up top while I'm dropping flames on ya
Load the tape up like a glock let it rain on ya

Mural

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

Whatever better to tell ya weather comin'
I prefer girls to reign all over the world

And not rain like, rain man or rain like rain dance
Or rain like

your juicy balls
Slapping on her clitorus
I can clearly see the shit
I'm standing here across the room
In the corner, by the broom
I think that I'm about

Michael Jackson bad with the big bag
Big bank take little bank throw it in the bag
If you got a main man I can't be on the bench bitch
I don't mess with

Renegade

Fabolous

More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape

2003

Uh, you think I give a fuck about
What these niggas say man
They even talked about Jesus

I ain't mad at when it rain, 'cause I know the sun is

SPRINGTIME
Words and Music by clexandra Olson and Michael Olson 
Copyright 2022

VERSE
Hello little flower/It's very nice to meet you 
Have you been

comes the Hate, followed by the Love but it's late (Late)
Money was the aim (Aim), tryna get this money in the rain (Rain)
Tunnel Vision money make it

to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16

Police siren
Camera; click click click click
Wow, young silk
Boy out done yourself to this time!
Why you back on slim?
Spread your arm wide
And pin

toward us. First there was the Priest striding quickly along in the rain. And behind him came four little boys all about 10 years old. They were carrying

the state hates on me
I’m tryna get on
Pull up front with my team
(I’m runnin’)
Towards the hills
While guided by trees
While these racist individuals

Stretch

50 Cent

Before I Self Destruct

2009

fetched
I turn a little to a lot, I make it stretch
In come the Franklin's then come the Benji's
Fiends by the crackhouse, dirty and dingy, yeah

I take