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just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by

sign

For where they might be
Three stocks on a rock by the sea
His shocks form a lock and a key
cnd he stares right back at me

I wont fall
Patiently
In

Greeny Green

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

ATL, land where we par-laya
No nigga jealous with his gat wanna clown
It's enough females in the streets to go round two, three times
Atlanta,

gone be settled for what they did to my dawgs
They put my young bull in that kennel for not abiding by they laws
Swear it's like boston massacre the way

to the club, big wheels, chromy things attached
And I drink 'til the Henny gone
Name ring like the celly on
Cuz the waist linked to the semi arm
The way miss

add a horn
Caught a way up with visions of 40 acres
So know when I talk these I add a Lee like Cannonball

Adderley? Cannonball? Never mind
That'll

a legendary team

Ninja Brian, what are you doing?
What is that?
Is that a knife? Oh, it's a knife.
I can tell by the way it's stabbing me.
Sigh. Good talk

Hello? Can you hear me now you? 
You don't got a fuckin' choice
Elbowed my way into everybody's conversations
With rhymin', timin', and patience
Now

My Own Planet

Royce da 5'9"

Success Is Certain [Clean Version]

2011

Hello? Can you hear me now you? 
You don't got a fuckin' choice
Elbowed my way into everybody's conversations
With rhymin', timin', and patience
Now

a schoolboy the way I'm falling for you
You will never see the hundred things I'm imagining
Can't confront a conversation from the way I be babbling
But the way

On my way home from the school playground
A few blocks away from where they spray rounds
Payed it no mind, I'm just tryna see my greyhound
Mom's shop

sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man

Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite to eat
And conversation

sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man

Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite to eat
And conversation

three stomachs
Bummy, NEVER middle of a conversation
I cough up a feather
And get ready for the detonation
I bomb on whoever whatever you bout
I'm bout it

surprised
I change my sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man

Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite

surprised
I change my sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man

Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite

Doing 80 on the freeway
Make a little money every time my CD play
Hey
See the money come in three ways 
And you amazed I recorded 5 songs in 3 days

Memories Live

Talib Kweli

Reflection Eternal

2000

things
Better than watching your first son put his sentences together
Yo, it kinda make me think of way back when
I was the portrait of the artist

Fairytalez

Gravediggaz

The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel

1997

This is the story of three little pigs
And the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white
Thought everything he did was right,

to you by caffeine and Birkenstock's
Overthink at 3 AM
I'm crying by six o'clock
Now I'm over here by a thread
But I really want to be with you instead
But

We had that conversation in July
Last night at 3am while I was working on my rhyme, then she was lurking on my mind
And so I had to check, on my friend

think that it's my environment that's got me this way
Guess where I'm headed any time that I stray
Rolling up by myself to the cemetery
Just so I could

constant annoyance
You know I'm way too busy, gotta catch my appointment
With JUIC3 in the booth, got a few beats to destroy bitch
I do what I do, put in

surrounded by a bouquet
The moment that you replay
You is I rewind the tape
Still haven't seen you so I wait for the moment that you awake
For heaven's sake