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How many a year has passed and gone
Many a gamble has been lost and won
Many a road taken by many a first friend
And each one I've never seen again

I

Rich Shooters

Shy Glizzy

Fully Loaded

2018

dope

Fuck your shooter, heard his pistol on safety
I might double wrap and bubble wrap your wife and baby
I've been poppin' rubber bands, rubber

But I can't survive, with you by my side
See I'll never get laid, while I'm running your life

No I just don't wanna, so I'm walking away
There is

Life ain't shit 
And I never been shit 
When the lowlight glisten 
My shadows leave this 
I don't need a remix 
Love in the past tense
I don't need

go big, go big, looking like a kid in all
Big Boi, Big L, Big Sean, Biggie Smalls
Looking like a corn kernel, 'bout to pop
You'll never make it

a toast high
Me and Wifey might hit the coastline
No apology for the flex
I’ve been at war wit the flesh
Just know I’m coming for the neck
And no I ain’t

the prophet she do seeMaking beelines to the honey and the milkGot that samson feeling, delilah by the silkWe never roll around with people of they ilkTold

I take my coffee black and my life too seriously
I've never been a dreamer I'm an insomniatic sleeper
I'll lay down wishing I was upright
Closed eyes

Drive Fast, Live Young

Tyga

Hotel California [Deluxe Edition]

2013

that shine
Can I have that ice? Nah nigga it ain't mine
I've been hustling all night, and I know she wanna call
But a nigga working hard like 3 jobs

got Angie, Jeff got Tina
Ready Rock got some girl I've never seen in my life
That was alright though, 'cuz lady was chill
Then we dipped to the theatre

disturbing
Been drinking all my bourbon
Heart has sunk
And I have submerged it
Flame is gone ain't working
They cut deep like surgeon
And I've close

You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

I’ve seen love go by my door
It’s never been this close before
Never been so easy

Things were never as simple in real life as in fiction
I'd lost count of the times
I'd wished there'd been a clear reason for my writer's block
Something

somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo 
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its

Forever Came Today

The Jackson 5

Original Soul

1988

hand
I knew that we had laid a plan
For everlasting love
I've been forever dreaming of

At last, at last
My forever came today
When you walked

counting all my blessing give thanks every day
And brothers getting killed flowers left where they laid
From day one been in these streets
Growing up see we

Winter's been a long time passing

She named her Spring

And though she's never been wed

She held her newborn child and said

Ah Spring

I've waited a long

Tried talking to God
He might've forgot to reply
Or maybe He laid it out and
I've been ignoring the signs
Maybe what I need is right
In front of my eyes

Been getting impatient lord knows I just want mine
Tryna plant foundations, planning for the next generation
Lord knows I've waited, but to be King takes

Can I be honest?
It's probably not what you want to hear
I started thinkin'
How the hell did we end up here?
I've never been one for second chances
I

delirious, no doubt
I've been here before the Genesis, Dark Matter
My flow scatter, the habitat of rap til the ground gather
My ink shatters pens
And another

I've been rowing my boat
And now I got so many flows to show ya
My rapping keeps getting fresher
The more that I'm getting older
Attacking the track

I Thank You Lord

Rebecca St. James

Rebecca St. James

1994

By Greg Nelson & Bob Farrell
It's a hurry up world and my days go flying by
But I don't want to forget to thank you for my life
And in my

Hero

Nas

Nas

2008

call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class, get perspire out ya
And of course I've been the boss since back when
Rocking D Boy, Fila velour