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Really Give 2 Shits, But I’ll Give You A Lil 2 Sense
Ya Life Worth About Like 2 Cents

I Be In A Lot Of Fire, Im A Prollem Child
And Mama Cant Sleep If Im

strength for this day and tomorrow I'll pray
For strength all over again-please increase my faith
Released "Live by Faith," but I'm living in shame
Filled

the hood yeah)
Sleeve full of tricks never had it this good
Tenfold, everything secured
Bags under my eyes
Bags for the next flight
Get the rest of this

nights warm, but her hands are frozen
Close my eyes, dreamin’ I’m by your side
I’d argue that life’s too long
Too much room for moving on
Jumped before we

Addictive

Faithless

Cruel Intentions

1999

I'm addicted..

I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my

weary, unable to ride

But my love for Feleena is strong
And I rise where I've fallen
Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke

demons are leavin'
I was touched by God my body is seizin'
Two or three that stand in agreement

Lose my life
Keep my life
Do what's right
I walk by faith

Running down the court
10 seconds left
Down by 2
Gotta hold my breath
Trey Burke double team
Beale's out getting rest
I pulled up on em
Shot the 3

was in the mood for set trippin' 
Fights
Begin and ruggars get splittin'
Like my life is thru and death slips in 
Like 
Theres no air left and my chest

to remove it
I live only for this, it's how I must do it
There's no way they can take what I say and skew it

Rest in peace Chynna, Ms Taylor and Mr

Chorus: X4
Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper
Soldiers live life to the fullest fo' they take ya

P, I wasn't made for this world
I'm in it

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

like instant messenger
You've got mail nah nigga you got shells
And my Mac you can't use for iChat
A guy that confused that will lie flat
And my gat

Up On the Wall

The Game

The Documentary 2.5

2015

you a Blood
Blue rag on the right side calling niggas cuz
'Bout to get your mark ass chalked out on the West
This for all my niggas in the pen

what's mine, that's taken
When u manifest destiny, it's yours for the taken

I only want the best of the best, unimpressed by the rest
Make America great

When you ball on loans
Boy you a bitch
I know you my clone
We going up like butterfly doors
You gotta pay for a feature
Boy you get charged by the meter

you ball on loans
Boy you a bitch, I know you my clone
We going up like butterfly doors
You gotta pay for a feature
Boy you get charged by the meter
You

When you ball on loans
Boy you a bitch
I know you my clone
We going up like butterfly doors
You gotta pay for a feature
Boy you get charged by the meter

Like a reindeer's yoke
Falls the lappet along the breast:
Sleeves for her arms to rest,
Or to hang, as my Love likes best.

Teach me to flirt a fan

'cause it don't market for wealth
And if so, my age range's broke
We ain't getting no help (But fuck that)
I'm supposed to know what I'll do for the rest

wanna do is watch the ship float
This the sunset, I'm talking big dope
Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
Spent two hundred for

to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you

on the beat
When it’s cold I freeze 
I’m younger than 23
I still got my whole life ahead of me

(2nd Verse)
No rest for the good life
Nah there ain’t no

the waves of my brain
As it drained and constrained it explained
That the key was to be undetected
For years in the dark, I abided and confided
Unto the one

Daddy

Wyclef Jean

Masquerade

2002

"Daddy"

Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
I'm sure y'all heard about my dad
Da, da, da, daddy, daddy, daddy
This one goes out for everybody that