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Life Has Its Little Ups and Downs

Charlie Rich

Most Beautiful Girl: 20 Greatest Hits

1997

blooming
That she planted way last fall
Upon the hill, and over by the gate
And Lord knows I hate to say again well have to wait

But you can bet that

Bitch you are my windbreaker
Break, break, break, break, break, break, break
Cover me when my body goes numb
Bitch you are my windbreaker
Break,

where I should go now
Beggin' for you to help me and I say for real could you pls allow
All the memories are getting into my head
All the moments we had

the 'Gram (flexin' for the 'gram)
Say you havin', but you are not takin' care of the fam (lame-ass nigga)
I don't fuck with pork no more, but I still got

what is your latitude
My bars are astounding
Bitch you a whoomph
Finally get a ground pounding
Aim for your neck and the pressure is mounting aye
Soar in

by my lonesome
Hungry always want some mo shit and 
I'm always on some mo shit 
Ask ya hoe I bet she notice
If I fuck her bet you notice 
she'll give

talkin bout 
They can't maintain the beast 
You lookin at a real big dawg off the leash (mmmh)
Play wit ya b**** boy don't play wit me 
If it ain't bout

Came in the game by myself
When I leave Ima leave on my own
I want the respect when you speak on my name
So you best watch yo tone
I tried to trust

Awwe
Girl you so beautiful
You are so damn amazing
Fi real
Girl you're amazing
And I need you in my life
My guardian Angel
And I want you by my side

Takes a poll on me and you too
But I'll be by your side in no time
No time
So pick up your head and don't cry
Don't cry
Just know I'mma hold you real

Gangsta Wife

Dirty

Love Us or Hate Us

2003

laid me down on my chest and massaged my back
And plenty days you don' cooked, and I never came home
Collard greens, macaroni & cheese, and neckbone

Criminal Minded

Boogie Down Productions

Man & His Music

1991

'll begin, to master
Rhymin' rhymin' rhymin'

Criminal minded, you've been blinded
Looking for a style like mine you can't find it
They are the audience,

'll begin, to master
Rhymin' rhymin' rhymin'

Criminal minded, you've been blinded
Looking for a style like mine you can't find it
They are the audience,

negative-feedback
Yet my hand is sittin here shakin like im controlled by an analog

Wanna pull up on my side, better be real dog
Cause if you aint then you gonna

the one, you the one who can't relate to this
Real recognize real, you the fakest bitch
Smokin' my cigar on the beach with the baddest
I know you mother

Everybody that's been rocking with us, we in here
Shoutout to my dog HHM
Thank you for giving me this powerful beat
That I can really speak some real stuff

just trust
You been running through my mind
On the regular
Trapped in a frame, call it four by four
I been chasing you
Since walked out the door
In

're gone, but not forgotten
But you are gone, and I'm thankful for who you were
Said everything in song, but blinded by the curtain
Makes me wonder about my

my pen kills
Phoney niggas until they are extinct, bitch I've been real

One time for the city, yea
Two times for you
Yea
And one time for

I think it's love
Feel our souls they collide they ignite 
Always wan't you to be here by my side
You are my light
You are so perfect 
You know that

Ahh yea
Are you sure you want to party witta beast baby? (Yea)
I don't wear my heart on my sleeve baby (No, no)
To tell you the truth, yeah I've been

real life
Let me tell you something, let me tell you

Knew you were the one from the moment you arrived
I can do anything now I got you by my side
Though

Come inside, run inside
Fall in line before our hands are tied
Grand demise, it's fear that puts the weapon at our side
Tragic times, it's so real we

act like you don’t know it’s me
Investing money and time hoping niggas notice me
Am A Young King with Big Dreams So Don’t Call Me By My Government
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