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at how cool he is on purpose
Been letting them vibes keep me up
I been up
Doin it all by myself
Mix and cut
Where they all went
To the wind and the mud
I

that we like to move 
I got the sauce and I got the juice 
Batting a thousand I’m 2-2 
That line right there, went over you 
Did it myself what’s left

Your rhetoric will entice me
To write raps on my white sheets
Men at work in our Nike's
We're comfortable in out white tee's
I'm by myself with no

And dream up disguises
To hide me from tomorrow
Look over there, he's watching you
Right behind the trees, nobody sees
Look over there, he is coming for you

Hard thoughts the cost that we got caught


Get some fruit in ya stomach

Detox food for thought mustered

Cut off people you don’t fuck with

Weak

Down Across the Delaware

James McMurtry

Where'd You Hide the Body

1995

stranger
Bummin change on the uptown six
And I froze like a stone
Could I ever get that low?
Turned my face to the window
There by the grace of God I go

dough then stackin’ up and over
Livin’ well within and got my shits in order
Help me cushion blows and reapin’ by the quarter
I been readin’ up more than

erratically, no one can copy my sound
There's a fine duality
Between fake shit and reality
I know the difference, I got a very strong mentality
That taught me

set up by that dirty bitch

The call
cs you get older losing lives you can't stand it
Lord knows you wanna vanish
The call
The Pressure in the chest

I live like a king in my castle all alone
I cut off all my friends since I'm ready to die on this throne by my lonesome
I use to struggle with this

Oweeo

Tag Team

Audio Entertainment

What a rush when I buck straight from this rhyme called cush
Give it up, what's up?
Tag Team's musics always in the cut
So c'mon let me see you sweat

lil shawty over there that lul bitch phony
Before I say fuck how I feel I swear to God I just be lonely
And I'm never by myself when I'm outside that

answers and they're asking me questions
My father died before he showed me he cared
So I'll never get those answers now, He's dead
I live and die by

a clue
How I strive
'Cause I cry
When I try
To get over you
And in time
While my tears mark the moments of regret
Still I know that, I know that, I know

Muuvon

Styles of Beyond

2000 Fold

1998

there, yeah who?  Takbir
The one that makes you bump when it ain't hop enough
Don't trip, Tiger Legs, move your waist, put em up

With the bump

help but smile as they walk right past me
For all the days when I might've known who they are
See, I used to fight for that army, no longer sport

what I want
No one can tell me different or
You just in the way so
Have a nice day
To the ones who cut me off ya
Soon they got say
I used to know

Keep still focus
And poor the potion up
We just keep rolling up
Get rid of all the love

Ain't got no one to call on
In this by myself
Can't name

nigga
You judged by the circle you choose to fill my nigga
Thats why I built places out of my lyrics thats where I live my nigga

Never ever had to fear

a seat at a table you built
And I would take picking carpentry out of my teeth
Over cis men in suits cutting me off while I'm speaking
Admittedly
I

obnoxious im a nuisance
Gotta ratchet on me no toolkit
Not a lot of people that I’m kool wit
I’m a god I just gotta prove it
Put a round to yo top like your

unity
Bring ppl together
there's no difference between you and me
A team full of hittas
Nothing but go getters
Grinding is a must
On the block or a 9 to 5

Master Of The House [Les Misérables: The Motion Picture]

Helena Bonham Carter

Les Misérables [Republic Soundtrack]

2012

a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got

be owned
Live by the book, you can leave on the run
I'm over there you should
See where we've flown
They see me sitting but none of my listens