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Friend of Mine

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

Fuck the bitches, fuck all the stank-ass hoes, all my niggas know
Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique, Gucci Don, you know how we play
Fuckin' scandalous-ass

of a legend, wont catch me at a red light
Cuz that’s how Big n Pac both died, on passenger sides
My ride keep a black ice tree with blunts in the stash
To mask

Underneath the sporting lights
It happened once so I asked her twice
I was a passenger in her life
On my car ride home along the hillside
Stars they shine so

Staring at the waves
Sitting by the ocean
Take another toke in
Lost is the motions
Sipping off potions
Feeling all chosen
Water hits the toes
An meditation

feel my urban heartbeat?
And these street lights are making me blind
As I throw my head up to the sky
Not all who wander will be okay
If you are lost,

the city lights 
Uplifting my spirit and giving me insight 
No I'll never reach my limit 'cause she has me gripped tight 
Chained to the pain by the strains

two left feet
Yeah
But with a little help, I can move on beat
Now I can moonwalk in two
Socks and groove all week
But I can't seem to two-step, I lose

left feet, yeah
But with a little help, I can move on beat
Now I can moonwalk in two socks and groove all week
But I can't seem to two-step, I lose my

left feet, yeah
But with a little help, I can move on beat
Now I can moonwalk in two socks and groove all week
But I can't seem to two-step, I lose my

left feet, yeah
But with a little help, I can move on beat
Now I can moonwalk in two socks and groove all week
But I can't seem to two-step, I lose my

two left feet, yeah
But with a little help, I can move on beat
Now I can moonwalk in two socks and groove all week
But I can't seem to two-step, I

left feet, yeah
But with a little help, I can move on beat
Now I can moonwalk in two socks and groove all week
But I can't seem to two-step, I lose my

Drink a Little Beer

Rhett Akins

Life Changes

2017

worries in a cloud of dust
Right there by the old fence post

Yeah, we're gonna drink a little beer, play a little music
And have a big time tonight

the put the pressure on em
Till I'm resting at the brink
All your accounts was in the red
By all accounts I'm in the pink
What you think 
Thought this was

for
Y'all gave the wrong man power and now we're at war
I never rapped to an acoustic beat before
A jerry this an instant classic like cb4
These

all about the music these rappers bring me no amusement
All of these bars so abusive
Leaving all the ops in ruins
And the crib is so reclusive
And these

Loked Out Hood

DJ Quik

Quik Is the Name

1991

Inch, Little Man, Pot and Nookie
Now Shot came rollin' up on a little scooter
Lookin' for a match so he could light the Thai huddha
I told him I didn't

Black car on a backstreet, little me asleep on the back seat
Lulled by street lamps and the blackness in between
My parents' argument picking up

Try give man a little advice
All these lies fucking up your acoustics
Some man talk too much 
Think I don't know what you did 
Rest of your gang got

with the paintbrush
Run and tell these other little spitters I'm dangerous
Unstable, psycho, bipolar and anxious
Prove em all right when I recite what I

wanted somethin' so bad, need you right now (right now)
Baby say the word (word) ill give you all of me (me)
Long as the light is green

Gimme a test drive

Prepare for launch in 3
2
1
Take you to the moon
I know what you like
Caught you by surprise
Now you
Now you
Now you taking flight what you feeling

gates marked by wood surname signs
Line the sparsely housed wide set dead end streets
If you drive down to where the gravel gives way
To the orange dirt

your apartment
Far from home
Good afternoon passengers
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