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years ahead of his time
Pedal drugs above the street levels thugs and hustlers
Fiends issuing checks, hoes issuing sex
Probably too much to muster,

yeah
Yuh, Check, Ayo

Being fucked up for years locked in
The box is not the goal
I figured out the flip
I turned a pot of piss to pot of gold
(I did)

that, I need you by my side
So we can hop inside the M, and take a ride
Reminiscing on how we missed out
Over the years together shed
Our tears together

on it
I ain't missing shit
Unc' acrobatic on that block
Catch him flipping 'scripts
Cracking black cards, boy
I think these bitches limitless five years
I

showed up with the whole shipment
When my strip was biting before 20
They put my name in a big indictment
My plug indecisive, same
Work, different prices,

this battle since I was 20 years old
But I ain't giving up, I tell the devil no
I'd rather die as a marter then sacrifice my soul
But in struggling I'm

He
Died although 10 percent
Wouldn't receive  see He
Died although 20 percent
Wouldn't understand  and only
30 percent reverenced Him
As the Son of Man

Bronx tale
I was raised by my fuckin' uncles
Eight years old shooting dice
I made my first hunnid'
I can tell you niggas broke
Thats your first money
That

double visions, two paths
Both lead to prisons
Catch-twenty-two missions
They gave me the decision, the
Sword or the cross, How Christian
The ghosts

Not somebody else

Picking up the pieces
In twenty years you’ll feel it
Well I won’t
When the well’s run dry we rely on the soul
(And I know)
And if you

to this
Proverbs twenty-two verse four
The reward of humility

And the reverend worshipful fear of the Lord
Is riches and honor and life
Seek the Lord all

Before I was twenty-one
My country sent me off with a gun
To fight a war in a hot and far-off land.
Against a people who’d never done me no harm
They

waste. Years of covering the tracks I’ve made.
It was a waste of time that I’m never getting back.

I’m afraid it’s too late, I let the virus spread

this the type of shit it's taking years to figure out
20 feet high and I'm barely 5 foot 8
Walls about 5 feet thick, just fuckin great
I got my mind with

ready to blam somethin'
This thirty not made by Glock, I hope this bitch don't jam
In the hood with all this cheese on me (on one, bitch)
See a fuck

Like all of these moments of time
It's true what they say
How the years just fly on by
Yes you once were a young man
Now there's darkness hidden deep in

Yes, she come with guns a-blazin'
Twenty-four murderers in trainin'
And I watched that house since '61
She just pops them out
She must have her fun

decided to turn off the road and wait a while
Hoping that a plow would clear the way
But twenty years of hoping's no guarantee
That tomorrow somehow starts

to leave her alone

He says his age is twenty-one years
Too old to be controlled
I drew my revolver from my side and destroyed that poor boy’s soul

So let’s

they'd poke
It's been twenty years now but it's still not a joke

We can do it if we really put our mind to it
Women of the future there's no better time

No Cable

GLC

Is He Real?

2019

and stop at a gas station
Listen, there's a small chance that I could probably be lynched
In 2019, and probably still in 2020
And probably twenty years

Glorianna [Streetwalkers version]

The Night Watchmen

Rain Come Down

2005

& the glass pipe
She gets most of her meals from a Baptist Church
And sleeps under a bridge out by the race track
Well, she talks tough and thinks softly
"Make

Rockstar

Brian May

Now, Vol. 81: That's What I Call Music

2012

I asked Phyllis its still another day in paradise
Is the heaven for the forever twenty seven
Could it be three years till I'm jammin' with legends?
I

Blue Chips

Action Bronson

Blue Chips

2012

Twenty years
Probably catch me with the pony tail
Borsch polish
Sipping out the holy grail
Tear-away pants
Prince Rogers Nelson
We father figures