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how it felt
He Knows it well
Upon the cross he took it on himself
When he was utterly abandoned by everybody else
You're not alone
People love you way

And I hear that they been
Scheming and they plotting on the low
Well I already know hoe niggas out the door
Niggas say they ready all talk no show

Black History

PRhyme

PRhyme 2

2018

underrated by these lazy bloggers
They just tired of re-rewindin'
Y'all tired of me saying I'm the greatest? (Y'all tired yet?)
Fuck y'all, I'm tired

18 Months Continuous Mix: Bounce/Bounce [R3hab Remix]/Feel So Close/We]

Calvin Harris

18 Months [Deluxe Edition]

2012

feel alive (Bounce)
You will be the last thing on my mind (Bounce)
No regrets, do you know what that means?

Well, it’s hot, it’s loud, it’s wild
We

know we put on a show, girl
You might as well keep on the lights (might as well keep on the lights)
She do her thing, I be like, "Go, girl"
We can do

to know why
'Cause it never take much
Looking at her got me motivated
Never mind our destination
Girl I know we'll make it
Do her like Chris Angels
Got her

thing that you got in my way

Ayo Chris Alex
What happened?
I thought you 'sposed to be
The flyest in the game

Well I was but essentially was trading my

conversate
So I took the call loved it
All brought it back to Christian
He said that they won't get me so
I might as well forget them
And Matty told me do it

kiss & tell
Get coins, Like the wishing well
Damn naw, My niggas aint make bail
Hell naw, Aint rushing my pace yea
Can't tell y'all, How much I done made

someone to get me on the Chris Pratt diet
And pay people around me to keep the rumours quiet
But the most important thing is spitting and never quitting

in the order and the beer comes out wrong
Chris Pratt is all mad, and I ain't do nothing wrong
See clearly it was just the bartenders mistake
But

Soul Food

Goodie Mob

Collection

2006

soul

Come and get yo' soul food, well well
Good old-fashioned soul food, all right
Everythang is for free
As good as it can be
Come and get some

anesthesia
And in the mean time we can just fake it
We'll leave the existential crisis to someone else
No no no no no
Things take on a repeat
I think I'm going

Feel like a god, godly emcee
Feel all my spirit the demons in me 
Get unleashed by clutching the mic let me speak 
No trouble they fuck me cum n then

streets is watchin'
Joni Mitchell bet you think this song is all about you
Comin' for a bad bitch's bag ain't an option
Change ya name to Chris the way

she rock me 
Got me goin’ crazy like I’m Chris Breeze 
Throwing all these ones, can you say cheese?


It should be a crime 
Way you killin’em 
I would

Hi Chris, its Stanley and Sam's mom, you know on Upper Valley
Hey Chris, I miss you stop by when you come to Cleveland
I hope all is well
How's your

Fuckin' that bitch
Slimin' that bitch
All I want is peace
Break that bitch to pieces
Beat a bitch up Chris Brown
I got money gettin' down
The glock

cry wolf, say fire
Pray higher
Old guy'll stay by ya
The outcome cost more than what you paid prior
Turbulence from circumstance
Quite perceptive

also exhausting being right all the time
I’m kidding
Civil discourse shouldn’t be a thing of the past, yo
But if you vote for him admit - you’re at least

To Blessed to be stressed ya

To Blessed to be
Stressed by the devil
Trying to go up the
Stairs to my level
Well he can try
All he got
But God and I

Chillin'

Wale

Attention Deficit [Clean]

2009

talk about the cars y'all got
You say you got a lotta whips, well I got a lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You

Chillin'

Wale

Chillin'

2009

talk about the cars y'all got
You say you got a lotta whips, well I got a lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You

You Sound Like Louis Burdett

The Whitlams

Eternal Nightcap

1998

sober in a nightclub
Sex is everywhere but nowhere 'round me

By the time she gets to Marrickville we'll be masturbating
never rains in Tempe but