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Welcome to my album, I hope you stay long
I was gonna name this one Growing Pains, but
Then I found a toilet dumped by the railroad
So we took

out of this prison cell
So if I can't love God, I'll just love myself
Welcome to my mind, welcome to my life, you can hit my cell, welcome to my hell

floss mode
The life of a boss player
Fuck what you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit the streets
Niggas can't

Can't C Me

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

floss mode
The life of a boss player
Fuck what you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit the streets
Niggas can't

on grind highway yeah the 405
Every time I hit it I found out that theirs more to life
Burry my ambition for now this the world I fight

War on drugs, War

personal notin
Rhymes is flowin

Throwin' strikes, I'm bowlin
Let's keep this ball rollin
Luggin' my luggage, I'm totin
This game around knowin

I'm the best

up, and realize,
this muthafuckin album (why my homies got to die) is dedicated to all the
niggaz that got a second chance on life, and that's

here's the play by play
BK and Queens, went to the suburbs, where I made my name
Now they saying all this fame is just insane, huh
Now they saying it's

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

First Expedition

1999

bullet
Or I can take my time and move it slow
Wake up outta my seat and hit this mic and blow like some indo
You can call me what you want
Just don't

Oh my god, this thing goes so hard!
You killed this!
I swear to God we got a hit on our hands, yeah

Look, all I need in life is just to raise my

If my life is a movie, then that shit is borin', I do not involve with drama (Nah)
But I'm still quoted more than the fuckin' Dalai Lama (Ha!)
This

go to waste
I got it on my waist
You said you want the smoke all I see is you puffing vape
This just a little taste
Joint didn't make the album

Everybody on this track is known to slay shit
Jid gave me a reason to snap on Zay shit
Toy with my emotions, I am not one to play with
I'm rappin' with

YouknowhatI'msayin?  I'm still livin with my MOMS, youknowhatI'msayin?
That's my word.  Yunusayin?  I'm makin records I ain't made no money
yet I done made this is my

some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus

Put the common sense to use
Hoping maybe he unloads the choppa
Up to my neck in This unholy water
As life get crazy it gets crazy harder
I Tell them

Action Speaks Louder Than Words

Geto Boys

Uncut Dope: Geto Boys' Best

1992

[Operator]
Too Black Records

[James A. Smith]
Yeah, this is Jay

[Operator]
Hold on, Jay

[Too Black Records Representative]
Hey Jay, long

in the children
Life keep happening
We bout a purse
Main objective
Don't end up on a shirt
Keep perspective
And prepare for the first
Cuz thirty go by

a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by

a album don't you call this one a tape
RIP Sad Frosty copped a crib up by the lake
This hit gon last forever bump in 2028
Aye I done came too far just to go

about like 33 songs on my phone with no name
You know what it is, I'm trying to bubble like a soda with fizz
This the flow that would've had me up on MTV

you Shirley
My temple kinda buzzin, i'm loving our discussion
We talk for hours long, while smashing buttons, never fussin'
My mic is broke, I took my

gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)

Aiight look...
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see

that award is Sean Don
So uncork the Chardonnay and stick my fork in white wine
I never heard you in a club, I never heard you in a bar
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