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The pain feel like a life 
You got a phone 
Get a brake you fight on right 
Got a few like lambo 
Brake it down call the number 


Trap like beat by Bary 
My

a pussy ass nigga always sucking on that twat ( always sucking on that twat)
Hold it down for my niggas every day ima lock (ima lock)
Ion fuck with fake

talking about a village
Which me and all my children gonna live
Big dreams
Young brother got big dreams
I’m talking big things
Put it all on the big screens

Twin Towers

Jim Jones

On My Way to Church [Clean]

2004

of tyrants and violence,
I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it should be all good,
But murders go down, you know they

senses 
Break them 
Break them down

Turn the bottom to the ceiling 
I just came to paint the city 
Cuz i hate the way I'm living 
Lock the doors up in

in the village down the street
Scattered windows open up to barren heat
When water bleeds into endless night skies
And we're still going but you're

Artist/Band Jaheim
Song title Could It Be?
Album
Submitted by Terronald

Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh

Bust it down
I been at the door for a minute right here and I ain't turning round
Bust it down
Brought my whole squad right here, let us in or we

of himself
Ain't afraid to ask for help
By many things
I am compelled
Rather raise a village
Than sit alone on this royal throne
Understand?
Understood
There

Benzo on the beat

Lock down no look up ya
Henny in my red cup
Better stay single scared of breakups
To two girls I gave my heart
But they broke it

When You Hot You Hot

DJ Honda

HII

1998

Yo I go my own style yeah yeah now check my method 

On my own pal yeah yeah I never left it 

Hold my spot down every time I got down

Living large, living free and helped by a little of what you see

Break it down to what it is
There's really not much in it
Sunshine, drink and hedonism

can't take it
Just come and replace him
Uh wait
Come and replace em'
I break em'
I split em'
Like swishers he sweet
Right down to the cleats
We in

just had to tote the glock
I just had to pop the spot
I just had to let it lock
Early bird gets the worm, serve the fiend at 5 o'clock
I just might pop

ain't blinded by revenge
Pack touched down, I spread it like a rumor
Oldschool sweatsuit, velour with the puma
Mezcal-Mexican, cigar from Cuba
You are my

flying blind

I know the way (you better pray)
I've done enough (you won't measure up)
Looked down upon by the masses
Unending streams of ruined

Let's get it
Gotta take take care of up dem kids 
Aint got time to play roles Haai

Broke as hell Living Fucked up
Been down on my knuckles Fucked up

done changed the locks around
Had to turn it up a notch tell her don't come knocking now
Why you building up a wall if you know I can knock it down?
When

loose your gain,
Take my heart and lock it lock it,
So it won't ever escape,
Brake me down, and shatter my life,
Take it down and rock it rock it, I don't

breaks, the cradle will fall
And down will come baby, cradle and all
Please
It's the voice of families burnt by war
War means tears to a mother's eyes
Their

Boy With A Moon And Star On His Head

Cat Stevens

4 CD Originals

2010

little baby crying to be fed
I got down on my knees and kissed the moon and star
Oh, oh on his head

As years went by the boy grew high and the village

it takes
Just as long as you can always be there, I'll always be there

So I'm gonna put down this here mic
And I'm gonna call you first thing in

By the time you get this missive, it will already be too late
By the time the shadows come to light you were already marked by Cain
But I've been

on lock down

U can't tell me what to say 
U can't Come around my way 
I can feel it in my bones 
U can't tell me I'm not ON

U can't tell me I'm not ON
U