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Rain

Scarface

The Sound of Revenge [Bonus Disc]

2005

Don't let stress take control, gonna be alright I know
I'ma make it through fa sho, fa sho yeah - 2x

My memry, heeeey-heeey yeah
Stressing

Rain [Bridge]

Scarface

Still Public Enemy #1

2006

Don't let stress take control, gonna be alright I know
I'ma make it through fa sho, fa sho yeah - 2x

My memry, heeeey-heeey yeah
Stressing

Hot Thing

Talib Kweli

Eardrum [Clean]

2007

should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Cause she

should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Cause she

PART I - INTRO

[Instrumental]

PART II - SETTING SUN

She is all I ever wanted
She could make me lie
I don't think she's dead or anything, but I

to remember her
All I know is her first name and moniker
Underneath her lifespan reads two simple words
Wildlife Photographer

Daisy, such a name seems penned

on the East
I'd stay awake just to let america know
that Santa was a fake
I used to believe in Saint Dick when Elvis was alive
but all the fuckin' bullshit got

yea yea y'all man
Y'all rap boys ain't no gods
Y'all some frauds
Y'all some false gods yea
Let's keep it a buck
Y'all know what's gone happen yea

Analyze the plug and the things
He could do for me, ghost

Let's go
Anytime I talk, you know the truth spoke
(You know the truth spoke)
Any rapper that ever

it all on the Sly like Cooper my guy
But don't think the people don't notice
Let me contemplate
The moment you slipped in is when you slipped up
I

she in her mood (she in her mood, damn)
In the mirror, I'm doin' my dance (like)
And he packin', I know by his pants (grrah)
He a rapper, but don't got

she in her mood (she in her mood, damn)
In the mirror, I'm doin' my dance (like)
And he packin', I know by his pants (grrah)
He a rapper, but don't got

a match
Burn em' up
I don't think you heard enough, fuck it
Let me turn it up
Grab ya bitch, turn her out
Sell her for a couple buds
Put her on a stroll
Bet

I'm telling my bro's I don't know if I'm hers cause every time I open up I line up getting hurt
Then it's back to same old thing
I drink, I sip, till my

Touched

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

1996

talkin' to me like I'm in school
He don't know I hang with killers we'll erase that fool
Wouldn't give a fuck about him but he kin to my son
If you think

don't compete we hustle together just come get this money with me!
I know he gone ride he right by my side he keeps it one hundred with me!
When it got

with your thot, she got her hands in my drawers (Bitch)
Bitch my chain got rocks, you know they shine like the stars (What)
KV up on that court, bitch

and ketchup
Did this in one take
Bro, I don't ever mess up
I am the best

Put the pedal to the metal
Murder every instrumental
And I'm never gon' let up
Yeah

him being the
Ace in the hole
People to see
Money to make
Places to go
Roll one then let’s hit the road
I’m getting better and better
And better

you don't answer i hate that, know i fucked up and it's my fault straight facts
Hope you not seeing nobody id hate that
Let me find out that a muhfucka

or no questions
Don’t know the answers though
I guess the less I know the better
At least that’s what I’ve been told
By Tame Impala, call your Mama
Tell

live it up
Let these niggas know
I don't give a fuck
Simi automatic on my waist
Fully tuck
Oh! you in my way
Better run or duck
Its Da Winner
Ain't no

(walk her ass, let's go)
Got more hair all on my sweatsuit, that be that Marni shit (that Marni shit)
Mix green with that purple, I'm trippin', that be

up niggas

Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all minks
Don't play with my wave
Know what, let 'em all sink
I don't