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daughter) 
My hood like Gaza(War zone)
Hanging in the future
With Hendrix and Luther
Rick James and Cobain(Cocaine)
Warhol and Coltrane
Basquiat on a soul

knee on his throat my nigga, if I was there to see would of smoked that pigga
Had us on the trees by a rope my nigga, Martin had a dream but I'm woke my

that Moncler
Seen my mother drop tears
No it doesn't stop there
Life they say it's not fair
Trap hard, we don't pop squares
No, no no no no no no noooo

of me in the garden of Eden
He said there's a hungry girl by the name of Eve and
She needs to be enlightened. She saw me and started eating
I told her she

Swingin'

Tom Petty

Echo

1999

Yeah, she went down swingin' 

Well, she was over twenty-one 
In trouble with the law 
And it didn't faze her none 
She called her mother-in-law

The Ballad of the Hulk

Jerry Jeff Walker

Mr. Bojangles

1968

country to give for my life

The preacher stands in his holy shroud sayin'
"God forgives you if you do it now"
But if you come back when the chips are down,

a bling, but I ain't retiring 'till I got me a queen,
In this world of sin,
I'm a legend in the mother fucking flesh,
So be blessed to be in my presence,

rollin' them eyes and my major album is not even out yet
You bout to get fed in the bowl
Cause all you mother fuckers are just a house pet
I'm smackin'

optimistic
Law enforcements on our door you know it's shady business
I don't do no regular tea
I got a boba in my hand
You know that tag is just a brand
You

Payin' for It Now

Robert Cray Band

False Accusations

1985

mother-in-law
Jeez, her daughter
No, no, no

record sales
Making heads or tails, we like Henrietta Lacks up in the cells
My mother was a working class, very loving woman
Who struggled, every dinner

married, by a vicar, to a baron with a dodgy ticker he was only ninety three
He left her several million and she moved into the Crillon Hotel, there in Gay

the Apollo
I'm trapped out like fuck y'all, I'll abide by this gun law
Unless you gon' do me like Eric Gardner
If you catch me smokin' on my cigar
Put my hands

the halls in the hood
To the halls of fame
I got that East coast flavor
And that West coast game
I jam with jackal and Jesse James
You gotta call me the king

pennies
The value of black life the cost of goin' to Wendy's
For a four-quarter burger, ended in murder
Fight for Breonna and the pain of her mother

Ghost
Could've been killed by my sins
With a shot
To the chest
How tariq left a hole in ghost
(just happened to come up hard)
And like St Patrick die in

Mamachichi no monogatari

The wolf is rising
The stepfather will step aside
By the moonlight we've sworn to fight for mother's love

Mamachichi no

Bitch I'm here to stay, y'all up in way
Somebody grab the K cause everybody getting sprayed
I'm on my Rick James, nigga fuck your couch
Life is bitch I

hit a woman (Woman)
We should have some things in common
Just like Common, he respect us
A law is not a lecture, how you love us it affect us (it

catch a charge
Corrected behind bars
Not easy it gets hard
Murder rate getting large
Gotta eat can't starve
No phone calling god, uh

My people weary
In

This song go out to anybody who lost one of they homies man
You ever lost somebody
That felt like you was in this shit by yourself
But you gotta

of attraction
Pardon? I can't hear you
I see everybody in my rear view
Mydas mydas murray
M mydas murray
M m mydas m mydas murray
M mydas murray
That's my mother

Supply my rider with the contract or get no show
Bush is a nigga that can get signed
I took the indie route and still get wined and dined
I’m a regular in

on that
Why you putting on notifications for my snap
Oh Yeah I'm Validated
Validated
I'm so mother fucking Validated
Validated (Wow)
Yeah Yeah
Validated