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problem
Real get money nigga
Tell me what you know bout it
It was times it was ugly
Had to thug it out
Cold hearted
I can't tell you what no love about
My

all the rules
And lived how I was told to
But then I grew up
And now it's all up to me
So you can't tell me
What the fuck I'm gone do
You can't tell me

some slack
Time's moving by and we can't get it back
Work tolls the fun and makes the sleep prolong
Feel the bass of the rhythm while I beatbox the song

thinking I'm in love I can't express how I feel 
What do I say? Truthfully I feel dumb
What a bum, words sitting on the tip of my tongue
Maybe cause we young

"No" but yeah
You can never love me how I love me
I will never trust you, trust me
It was just you, never just me
You're lucky I don't do you how you

seventeen
What are you gonna tell me a boy’s gotta dream

Whatever you on then i’m on it 
I used to feel nice now I know that i’m honest 
No matter the bag

This nightmare seems  real for me 
Is this  real or make believe
I don't know  why it happens to me 
Feels like I'm out here fading 
When I walk by do

where the crew at 
The streets don't love you bro that shit would get you killed 
They gon tell you that they love you but that is not how they feel 
I'm

were mine
Don't you know I love you all the time
And if you tell me how you feel
I'll tell no one
And when I close my eyes
Everything's all right
So I am

flooding streets
You can tell by how chune get wet up
Haven't linked Trizzy in a minute
But we're linking up soon
Just waiting on the microphone set up
Throw

Tell me what it is, tell me how u feel
Tell me what it is, tell me if its real
Tell me if u love, if u love me not
Tell me why these niggas comin for

The Omen

Diamond D

Hinterland

2002

to know how he gets the cash
In the club, surrounded by tits and ass
And some wild kids that gon' kick some ass
And you broke kids make me laugh
When I

She wanna tell me all she know about astrology
cbout the church, Tom Cruise, Scientology
How that last nigga fucked up the economy
What you know

help)
For me (listen, please)
Seeking reassurance
I'm unsure if they feel the same behind the curtains
Will something surface
They say it's fine, but I'm

fly
How can I make it seem that I just wanna try
To know there's someone out there
That won't see me as troubling by design
Close your eyes
Do you dare

might act hard but it’s pleas he copping 
Look me in my eyes and don’t you lie, did you mean that shit?
You caught me by surprise and I won’t lie, I ain’t

tryna got to the source,
They say the most powerful weapon you can use is your voice,
Tell that to the deceased shot by crooked ass police,
Forget yall

Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride

Thought @ Work

The Roots

Phrenology

2002

Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride

did you get that? (smoked it)
I can't tell you nigga, I'm not a snitch
But on the real it feel great to be rich
I'm just playin' my hand, watchin'

and promise
That he'll make everything all right cause amma tell him damn it
Since I was young I would never hang
To the kids on the street cause I was told

vajay 
It’s my habit 

Let’s go

Take a glance at the clock 
 See the hours go by 
But you still don’t understand 
Why the time always fly
How the time

It dont feel like im breathing
I may be
Outta my mind
For thinking you are here
Right By my side
Cause i dont see you there
Even though i know your

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you