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Pain

Z-Ro

King of da Ghetto

2001

it's all good, cause I've been fiending to leave
My life is fucked up, and I'm tired of having to drink to a G

[Chorus]
Pain, my middle name
I must

[Yung Joc]
Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(WELCOME

The time gone by, I try
To tell no lies, but I lied
To see what's mine in my life
You gotta just grind no time
To sit here and frown I just smile
Put

all, I'm out of use

I'm a bit out of tune
You can't get out of you

With the golden giraffe eating golden teachers by the lake

We just hit up lakes,

Fuck It

Ice-T

7th Deadly Sin

1999

with the fake-ass handshakes
You can slide by me with the rest of them damn snakes
Flakin' like paper while I'm takin' my life serious
You talkin'

Raw & Uncut

Jay-Z

The Truth

1999

your nose
But only the strong survive and that's how life goes
But nigga this is the life you chose ya heard me

[Beanie]
We keep it raw & uncut for

I'll make 30
Desert, even my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call

man, I had to learn
I didn't want to socialize, or man, I knew I'd get burned
Is this life I'm livin' something I unknowingly earned
I never understood

Let me go I'm  turnt as hell up in this bitch
I'm just chasing money, I'm just getting rich
It's some bad hoes that a nigga wanna hit
I put 'em on my

sharp I sliced the mic from the cord
First they criticize, but now they have become
mentally paralyzed with hits that I devise
Now I testify, the rest is

that my life can be took so quick in a blink like this
With no way to stop it, so day by day I'm watchin'
'Cuz where I'm from, these niggas full of hate

fiends off wit food
For a Snicker bar, they knock on your door
Come and get you god
Hit you harder than a crack pipe
Live the gat life
Gettin drunk, full

Angeles is where I'm from
Be a good kid in a mad city or just hit the streets and get you a gun
I done struggled all my life yea, to be a boss I payed

being happy 
But when everything else fell apart 
My life went to shit i was lost in the dark 
I've come back stronger the music has only made me last

of being social is monstrous
Now I'm overly cautious and I just agree
Every single girl is flawless and out of my league
Chained down by being nauseous when

I keep feeling these raindrops
Falling on my head like
'Is this ever gonna stop'
I keep feeling these raindrops

I spare everything but my health

on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top

Symphony in X Major

Dr. Dre

Man vs Machine

2002

a budget? I'll get down, give me half of it
One session, one song, I'm gone
The first week, you hit the streets, a star is born
to add to my universe let

nigga, it's bitter
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so I bit her
I struck enough pain let her know I wasn't playing
I was so sincere like Nas first

where I'm headed it was merely misdirection
Pop out my Jersey boys going to lose it, we down the shore and we crazy and foolish
This album more than some

still, I'm finna rip the mic
Hit the booth, like maybe this one's really it this time
Left hook, uppercut, left cross, hit em twice
Punching in take after

a mess

We don't have time to sit around and second guess
Time moves by without a sign
It never rests

I don't wanna daydream 'bout a life that I could

were, directly or indirectly, inspired or at the very least influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is dedicated with

the building now I'm learning to fly
Okay
Obviously your tripping n' hurting
Working for a minimum wage job
Tryna be certain this is the way of life
Everybody