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question "what should I do?", are you ready for the truth

Just love her!
Love her!
Just love her!
Love her

I told you once in a song that love's by will

Girl
I'm Even Writing Songs About Her
I'm Crazy In Love With This Girl
I'm Even Writing Poems About Her
She Don't Deserve What I Put Her Through

resents me, so (So)
If she leave it'll end me
Know our love growing old
We connected by soul
Only girl that can keep me healthy

I believe you to be

old
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just always seemed

I'm out here maturing (Listen to your heart)
Fuck it, let another year go by
cnd by this time my songs are blowing up, I'm out all the time
Then one

Of crossing paths with
Me and your parole
On not having to
Do anything with the
Ones I love
Welcome to hell aka my lair
I will show you your
Room to eternal

vice versa when it's all black
Loving yourself is not about racism, but race pride
I can love me, without hating you, that's truth

Skin Black
That's

than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I

played me now they wanna take it back
Baby say she love me I'ma need more than that
And just in case I have to ask twice
Shawty I'ma need a raise like

all that class (Oouuh)
Somehow I would still miss you, waitin' while the hours pass (Uh huh)
You had a way with words, straight facts no sass (No sass)

Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that

and I'm tired of love songs

This pain left me scarred I don't overreact
Keep my emotions alone in the back of my mind
I get lost in your lies when you

Can't Truss It

Public Enemy

Apocalypse 91...The Enemy Strikes Black

1991

us faded
King and chief probably had a big beef
Because of dat now I grit my teeth
So here's a song to the strong
'Bout a shake of a snake

and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society's
Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil' bit love
I want

flight yeah
Watch the summer lights yeah
Watch the summer sky yeah

Love songs give me goosebumps
I don't wanna talk about my feelings 'cause I'm too numb

Verses From the Abstract

A Tribe Called Quest

The Low End Theory

1991

I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is

what you gotta say? I love
Criticism from fuckin' critics
Once I really get to rappin'
I really hear fuckin' crickets
Ever since I started rappin' I

Wussup Wit the Luv

Digital Underground

The Body-Hat Syndrome

1993

African, one sings Jamaican songs
Both of them are black men, but they still can't get along

Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
Wussup wit

People call me Strokes
Aka you know the Iceman
When it comes to sex, you know
My motto yes I can, can never will I front
Pass it up or let it walk by

theatrics measured by metrics to be accepted
Fraternity rappers AKA they beta cappers
Lying about what they rapping they molding our whippersnappers
I gotta

(Elijah Smooth)
I just wanted to do this song right here to
To remind y'all (So smooth, so smooth)
All things are by the Lord, to the Lord
And for the Lord

(Elijah Smooth)
I just wanted to do this song right here to
To remind y'all (So smooth, so smooth)
All things are by the Lord, to the Lord
And for the Lord

pound tuckers

Have you ever seen a rap stampede?
We'll bring 'em underground and I'll run 'em down
You know my reputation
My voice over disco beats is