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One night I heard the owls say:
"Find the truth beneath the stars
And travel back to heaths of green"
A memory from long ago
Vague images are floating

to get chips like real ID
What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get

you back down to my place
Chillin by the fire late nights I want from u
Gimme the cue and we head straight to my room
After we done lay in bed and we

I Won't Crap Out

Iggy Pop

Brick by Brick

1990

a sweet melody
In a couple of green indifferent trees
If I don't crap out

And you're gonna know how fine you are
Gonna write your name on a violet

to this side this shit is getting real
Put my pride to the side this shit is getting
Frozen up in time got a baddie by my side
I can't even close my eyes

Watch me, watch my fingertips
Rough, they move only on a night shift
When a woman's lips are fixing up my strings
Bitten by the terror of my last

mine

You're the sunlight on the ocean, You're the stars up in the sky
You're the green that covers all the hills when the rainstorm passes by
You

know what you are
From another planet
From somewhere that's close to Mars
And by the shooting stars
You're an Alien

Two ears
Ten fingers
Ten toes
All I

Miss all my friends feel like they are gone
Yoka the boy he real put me on
To the music you know he the don
Thats homie making music no con
I miss

the only real explanation
Why the coupe in the adjacent lane baited me with persuasion
To disobey traffic signals, pistol gun out to race him
Bumping

(Ahh)
Still gon' talk about you when you got shit
(For real)
All eyes on Meek, I'm on my Pac shit (On me)
Y'all rap niggas on some pop shit (Suckas)
I've

the dirty bathrooms and the kitchen
Oh the grass looks green but there's something you should know
It won't take long for his roots to show that he's a bag

2 Glocks [U-Neek's Remix]

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection, Vol. 2

2000

Still don't give a fuck about the law
Still run with a pump in my car and fuck who you are
Your fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really insane

rappers zijn in love with de Coco 
Mc skinny crackhead cokehoofd
Ik ken echte mannen die het brengen by the boatloads
Al me lijnen zijn te dik voor die

rather love you for your mind
Not for the things that you buy
Look, it's priceless to have a real one by your side
Yeah, I mean that
Lately I don't see

Oh, excuse me for my prejudice there, if that is your critique
I let out my anger to flourish, it ain't excactly me
But with the scripture you hold by

mine
And she says, baby, what are you smokin'?
I'm only on grass, yeah, I'm only on grass
And baby, what are you smokin'?
I'm only on grass, yeah, I'm

Call Me

Too Short

Hot Mixx

1997

Ghetto Queen with the guillotine/real bitch that carry gats by the spleen
Knahmean? Some bitch is on the other line, answer that
If it's a Booty Call,

the way 
See me fall another day 
Curse within bodies' fall they are....lies

Dark....Fear..... Say what you know...cause you know it's real

In vain by

the way 
See me fall another day 
Curse within bodies' fall they are....lies

Dark....Fear..... Say what you know...cause you know it's real

In vain by

like

Can't keep you satisfied, you make me feel alive
Just stay by my side, I'll make sure that you right
What more do you want from me, want from me

new whip
All of these boys do the same thing
So I Imma pull off in some new paint
Green on her shirt that's a new stain
By the Look on her face she

Lotta guap, lotta green, split it all with my team
Keep it real always getting better every day
Grind grind, no play, Beat$peare I’m here t’ stay
Foreign

courage, strength
And pride wasn't lost
So if they call you one
Please don't get offended
Even though offense, is what the kid intended
We are from a long