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straight feelin' like a crook
And I pull up on you straight flossin' like I'm Ted Brooks
Yeah they say don't judge by the color or the look
But now they

goin off the deep end
I'm finna go fuck on your friend, we'll be back by the weekend
I mean shit, we could stay a couple extra days
In the coupe, smoking

So Many Tears

Mr. Quikk

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

many peers, and shed so many tears

Now that I'm strugglin' in this business, by any means
Label me greedy gettin' green, but seldom seen
And fuck

and I'll kill you like right away 
If you thinking I'm frontin my shit I'll start dumping this bitch
So pussy come violate
I'm the chosen one like simba

problems
Fade away
And that ain't ever
Gonna change
I guess I'm stuck up
In my ways
Oh
Living life
At the bottom of a bottle
An I'ma stay right here
Till I

Hands Up

T.I.

I'm Serious

2001

like I'm feeling keep them hands up
And keep ya hands up

Hey, from the sunrise to the midnight star
I'm by far the hottest new thing the South seen

When you losin' Your grip, don't fall off the edge
I'm runnin' away, I feel like a Slave I'm diggin' the grave, it's Lyrical pain

People so odd, I'm

meet again
Down by the Liffey water
I'll bid farewell to Dublin and
Her streets of cobblestones
I'm goin' away to leave you
Me friends and all the girls

throw this away
We got a pretty good thing goin'
On (Aw yeah)
If you ain't ready
Thats okay by me
Know you're cooler than a tropical breeze I just wanna

pain away
And on that lonely night
I'm just goin fadeaway
And your cry will silent

I'm so sick of the violence
I'm so sick of the dying
I'm so sick

a hearse god, can you feel me?
Take me away from all the
Pressure and all the pain
Show me some happiness again
I'm goin' blind, I spend my
Time in this

S.O.S. (Let the Music Play) [Album Version]

Jordin Sparks

Battlefield

2009

back right now
Better get your hands off
(Yeah) 'cos we' about to get down

S.O.S.
I'm calling out again
Just a little text
And you're surrounded by your

S.O.S.
S.O.S.

What's up girlfriend
Somethings goin' on
You got a look about you
Tell me what's wrong
(Is that your) boyfriend?
Handsome with

trimmer
Too and, by the way
Your diamond ring is cubic zirconium
I killed your goldfish accidentally
Just replaced it with another one

These are my

Hells Kitchen

DJ Khaled

Suffering from Success

2013

flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on convertible Porsches
Born Sinner, not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing

the  rays 
Despite being painted wrong you no who yo mama raised 
Won't live out life inside uh cage 
Won't get by off of Minimum wage 
Noooo

I'm getting so

no love I hate that hoe Bring up my name she gon' say I'm a hoe
I've been goin' out sad like a sad hoe The bitch broke my heart she must be that hoe
No

Headbanger

EPMD

Def Jam Music Group Tenth Year Anniversary Box Set

1995

YO, is in this to win this 
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS 
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully 
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody

losing you can't afford

If it's not true love I'm missin', I fucked up my own position
When the nightfall hit that ceilin', she come through goin' let me

Andrew Flores, fly away, in fact, I'm soarin
I stay present in the moment, any wish could be my last
But I'm still grateful I'm still goin

To drink my blues away

SOLO

I'm on the road to drink my blues away
Goin’ down that road
to drink my blues away.

I think the trap house is haunted now
But maybe I'm drunk and I'm trippin
Maybe I'm trippin on OG
Maybe I'm young and I'm leanin
I saw the ghost pack

visual it was straight away
Tunnel visual and I'm in it like I'm in a race 
You could see it  
It was writing all on my face 
Flashbacks, The memories

catch me shinin' in dead of night,
And these niggas they wanna fight, cause I'm takin' they bitch by the way, I just be so fly,
And they wanna play with