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And paving my way
E don tay we dae suffer lemme surf on my wave
I'm making mistakes
And learning by day
Who's really real, who's temporary and who's gon stay

was missing
Avoidant but still I be wishing that you was my Mrs.
Now I'm just stuck reminiscing
Throw my feelings out MLB pitchin'

Yeah I like to chill

might stay with mr. thunderstorm
I’ll light my cig,
Think nothing of it

Summer, summer’s gone by so fast
Now i’m soaked
In this rain with you

It’s time

me on
Turn me on.
I'm Mr capable banky W
I go show you real love, I no go trouble you
Lay down by my side make I cuddle you
Anything that you want
Is

global state of affairs caused by Mr. Mooks
Jiby
Man this is so whack
I mean I was so close to closing the case on Chuckle City
And Mr. Mooks spooks

check here by the morning time

I count up as soon as I'm yawning
I'm thankful for life so I'm going hard
I got pain in my vein
No pain, no gain

Run up

less so he says.

the ironies theft, sigh as I write more rhymes to project.
settle this vibe with a step for the times still left.
let's just progress

The nose wiggle the paws and true 

Tree shaking black bear fun


So hey there Mr. Black Bear 

What you gonna do there 

Out in them there woods


I'v seen

miss a beat
My rhymes so sick, they call me the elite
I'm drippin' in designer, lookin' fresh and clean
Got the baddest shorty by my side, she a queen

Mrs Jekyll makes me wanna go and hide away
Before the monster comes out, she don't wanna play
I peak through the sheets and crawling through the dark

Mr. Alowski, hulley, listen
They thought I wasn't gonna be shit
Cause I waited all week since I was 46
Nigga, the blessed beast like this

By 47, you

me Mr. Lays
I don't play baseball
But I grew up brave
I ain't really a fan of working cause
I ain't no slave
I ain't tryna knock ya hustle but
It ain't

Favela Love

Talib Kweli

Prisoner of Conscious

2013

balançar
Se voce quiser, pode chegar, pode dancar
Oh

Last night I had a dream that was so real
I woke up in a cold sweat, it felt so ill
I stared into

said and done
Then we start the talks of how much we could of
Fuck it
I don't really trust, man
It's Mr no fucks given
How could I go give a damn
If I

So we both can see

Gears shifting third eye, destined for the great
Reckless parking, the foundation laid by the lake (Yeah)
Porsch-Ing to my

took it back
I can't even focus so I'm always smoking gas
Took my heart away and sold it like a dime bag
You made me heartless, girl you made my heart

With a little help along the way, I'm so inspired
By the underdogs, the undergods who fought to achieve
See the fruition of their dream, to those who

Mr. Van Sol Mr. Van Sol
This that backpack flow hit like a backslap doe
Packed in the back where they pass that smoke
But I'ma pass that on cause I'm

she enter
Bathroom line getting right with the swipes
But not so tinder
It's the a.m
And dipping she finsta
Mr. Mr
Time is essential shooters shoot now

disc 11
Eyes on you from a whole other biome
So walk away or tighten up
But, judging by the way you talk
Your brain still needs to
Load a couple chunks

This is Redman eighty-bar challenge
Let's go

Hey, Mr. Noble, this is Tyrese Witherspoon
AKA Ty Butta
AKA Don FoReallo
AKA Chester Rhymes
AKA my

the dream big
I was living by the side watching kids that are rich ridding bike ,shinning teeth but I never had shit
I got water in my eyes, reminiscing and I

You know Zay he a don Mr.Eughhh
You don't know me I'm not who I was
And I told her ain't much that I love so it's bread over all of the buzz
I don't

Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

The Coup

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 3: East Meets West

1997

suspicious by the way he slid his feet
Didn't want to fuck up the come-up
So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?"
Bumped into his