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the worst way
We chill by the docks and, you the greatest
You never say that you're walking, but invite me places

This a love song, make it work
This a love

and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will

the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who

cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she

cold, en vogue, with your skin out
City of sin, it's a pity on the whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip, now she

What's up, all you cats and kittens?
This is Quest Love and you're listening to the TATB
And here is "Why Try" by Tank and the Bangas

Flowers,

a couple of minutes
So follow me as I guide y'all to a different dimension
Was born into family raised by a single woman
I always rap about giving momma shit

addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get

addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get

Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keep rolling on by
Can't keep spoke in your moment's surprise

Bus stop confession, lady with the black

to lies by the press
I've built an immunity
Movies, novels, and music
I work like it's two of me
Writing this song in first-class on
My way to LA on the lay

me to present (yeah)
I admit I love God but wait
It's so much temptation but wait
And mental, the drinking and smoking too much
But it helped me

it up 
Ops ain’t scary they ain’t hurtin us 
To fit the whole squad have to whip a bus

Lost to many lovers to fuck wit trust 
So I look fam and I love

on the back on the bus. 

As skid marks rolled by, 

someone had a close call. 

And Kincaid talks of a new EP deal, 

one that'll show just how I feel. 

I'm

No, not even by much
A heart of gold cold to the touch

So take me back to love (Back to love)
Take me back to love (Back to love)
City from above (From

used go by bus
Now my whip looking like a fucking enterprise
Everyday we celebrating
So much hoes, that’s amazing
But i don’t do it for a plastic boobies

Songs for Women

Frank Ocean

Nostalgia, Ultra

2011

When I was younger I used to wonder like

If I was singing songs, just to sing the songs
Or if was singing cause that's what the bitches wanted
I

Ladies and gentlemen
A man after my own heart a true Dubliner
Put your hands together for Mr Ronnie Drew

As I went outthrough Dublin City

gotta love it, New York City (haha)

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang (haha)

Something to Believe In

Hank Williams, Jr.

Five-O-Five

1985

called being in love to get us by

Something to believe in
Holding each other tight
Something to believe in
That special something called being in
Love to get us by

Aish Tamid

Matisyahu

Live at Stubb's

2005

to the breeze dancing' through the leaves,
freeze, the city move's in slow motion like a dream

I'm left empty like the temple turned into a fox den
Bus fumes

up with rhymes that was blowing people's minds
When I clicked it up with City back in 1993
I been making hits since you was on your mama's hips

cooking up with rhymes that was blowing people's minds when I clicked it up with City back in 1993
I been making hits since you was on your mama's hips