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and I smoke nigga (nigga)
Blue rags ignite the fire
Freddy and Jason out, they forgot about Michael Myers
No chasin', walk up on you, I won't waste it

Pennsylvania

Heart

Fanatic

2012

A bell is ringing in the courthouse square
Rusted angels floating everywhere
St. Michael singing to the spirits passing by
To blacked out windows

the middle east, dyin over petroleum 
Riddle me this:
They raise millions overnight for a buildin in Paris
But people die everyday in africa and nobody notice

The lights make me blind
I'm surrounded by people who don't stop drinking
But I can't get drunk

In the middle of the club you're dancing
The time slows down

I'm freeing my people from financial strain
I'm ceasing the moment embracing the change
Don't mind me I'm growing y'all stuck in y'all's
Ways Ways
So

I only been blessed 
with gorgeous tits, yes, here they are!
Here thay are, You've read about them 
in people magazine, they were featured

Freedom of Preach

Ludacris

Release Therapy

2006

of conflict and turmoil
Yes I'm talking to you, in the midst of conflict and turmoil
Cause you realize hey, it's, time to change right now
And in the middle

it's my last cause the time ticking 
There be people dying in the world
Who can't survive hunger
Lives numbered 
Dial numbers 
Never let ya eyes wonder

you
Late nights in the middle of June
Heat waves been fakin' me out
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad can't make you happier now

body
Yes cll over
Her body smoother
Than some Olive oil
How we gon pop off we hotter than all of y'all 
Who got the Timmy?
No turner yeh right by

body
Yes cll over
Her body smoother
Than some Olive oil
How we gon pop off we hotter than all of y'all 
Who got the Timmy?
No turner yeh right by

good, I'm just glad to be in my hood
I just happen to be the GOAT, so I'm rapping just like I should

We all end up with the people that we hang with

to hold it in
Now here we are again
We still the underdogs, against the odds, it's hard to win
They burned us down to ashes in this chapter, by the end
They

LBC and the Ing

Snoop Dogg

The Recipe

1998

anyway, what can I say? 

Oh by the way, it's anybody 'kay? 

So when you in LA, or nigga round my way 

Give me a holler on the 310 or 213, yeah

Don't give a damn, somebody gettin' slammed
'Cause up in the street, what we holdin' is court
Energy, energy, I need that energy
Feel like they comin',

Stuck in the middle of this dream
Someone let me out
Someone let me out
Cause i wanna be free
Cause i wanna be free

There are shadows in the light

the Redeye
Shawty dreamt it even though he a dead guy
This is the sound

Swerved past the block in that new Redeye
I parked the Maybach by the park
Then I

Ever got a call yo cousin got twenty years up the road
Ever got a call in the middle of the night yo brother gone
Ever went to jail and had to sit

Dope is not enough
I'm out this world
Yeah I'm spacely
People always doubt
People want to try to play me
Cut those people off
Saw my world started

(Let's go)
Tryna put my momma in a mansion with a dope view
And lining up nines, my inbox on sudoku
(Ha!)
Hard to think straight, so I keep my thoughts

what them boys doing over there
Flight to the chi we land in o'hare
You got that shit that make people stare
From the hood and I'm tryna get under there

the year kicking ass and taking names
Try to tell it to your heart, Taylor Dayne
Mama told me I was special when them test scores came in
Callin' me

people following signs
Riding on colorful lines
Braving smiles across the isles
Past the suits and sighs

Sway left, sway right
Slow dancing
In the middle

surrounded by these peasants
Now I think about it like, this ass right here is pleasant
Now I think about what you said and if you meant it

Its the middle