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Just Another Day

Dr. Dre

Compton

2015

into the liquor store, .9 in my khaki's
Crips tryna get at me, my red Impala bumping like acne
My city a trap me
Been shot, robbed, stabbed, chased

Because she still feels the most at
Peace when she's by the
Sea my grandma and dad still get
Drunk and sing Luis Miguel
In the kitchen we found our
Favorite

When did Everything in my life get complicated
Used to spark up for two hours in the backseat of our car
And we barely made it
So many close calls

dropping by, then hop on in
Tell me what's popping, we'll go for a spin so

All aboard my old Ford Taurus
When you get inside, you'll see that it's gorgeous

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Look
Uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uhh
Uh
If I trip I best not loosen my grip
If I trip I best not say too much shit
If I trip I best get out

of tryna survive, get me out of my mind
And get me into your head instead
Or better yet your bed
Lets get your spread open
Hands on both your legs hold em

at the rollers
He looked at me like "Cube, I thought you was a soldier"
I am nigga, but not for a Coca-Cola
Jumped out my car when his head hit the tar
It bust

step by step, I got to check em one by one
I just know my time to scurry through the prison just begun
I ain't finished till it's done, I ain't finished

that get chills about me

What they gone say about me?
These bitches be joe about me
Fuck talking bout I’m real
Cause my n***as know about me

I spent

just out here amongst the constellations
Surrounded by ocean, surrounded by space
Lost in a forest dream

Sometimes I just fall, smoke screams from my

I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous

demos outta rentals
Spittin' hella bars
Met Kelani he was dancin' took us to the Cars
Carson if you really ain't knowin'
It could get you lost
Just some

Machine bitch, you know how I operate
You come and get all the
Smoke my chopper make
Pushin' some shit like it's from outer space
My bitch stomach flat, ass

Life's on the Line

50 Cent

Guess Who's Back?

2002

say" shit
Unless he say she said she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit' me get shot up (brrat, brrat)
I do a Cali' style drive-by

pulled
By the moon
Do you feel it too

Let me go get lost with you find you in my dreams
Like the sun in the sky you are always on my mind
Follow you

was rollin blunts all day
So I had to get it nigga in the hallway
Nigga I already know I was headed to the top
By 9 o'clock
Pussy ass niggas spinned

This was in Summer '18
You were not part of the scene
Had some women tryin' for me
But they knew I'm puttin' my heart in my dreams
Gave me some space, I

a dream 
Been awake 7 days now 
Brains gotta sleep 
Levitate into the matrix 
Race to his seat   
Gotta brace for the crash 
Get away from the scene 
Get

Interrogation

The Coup

Genocide & Juice

1994

find a red ocean of pigs
Stay away from my zone
Where it starts and it ends
That's how we murder policemen upon planet 10

Step up in this 8 by 10

length
Sitting in class with poker face
Daydreamin bout the studio, and tryna get my vocals laid
Class dismissed, I go to work at the Prudential
Rappin for

as intoxicated by my own
fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone
and dial the number. My mind went into a whirlwind
thinking of what would happen

Can’t think about balling till your by my side (Yeah yeah)
Can’t stop falling when I look into your eyes (Oh my god)
Whenever I’m calling you always

talk
They can tell I'm steppin' by the way I walk
If bruh say "Get him
" then they already got him
Comin' up, spark shit, GT status
I turned my dreams

chillin
Niggas they wanna be Four L but there ain't no spots, so sorry you never gon get in
If you a baddie my car you can get in
I won't blow a bag on you