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a stack in each hand, and hold it like you're fresh
They say, "Man, it's like that?"
Say, "Yes nigga, yes nigga, yes"
Your money and your girls, chilling

you right
But that will disappear in time

All I gotta do is pass you by
Never say what’s wrong
Whenever I say why?

Standing in the corner
Shadowed by

finna make my mom proud

But to them I'm finna be another brown kid
Steady making songs 'bout his malice
Heart stuck so cold cause the past
Beat the love

know her pussy sticky
Said ain’t no going back, bitch I gotta go in
Sipping on some brown but this ain’t no fucking hen
Keep two glocks, for all

prison
Everybody wanna be cool and fit in:
That's the process to givin'
They replicate the television
Nobody cooler than your local jeweler
When you're

noddy I'm sippin I'm naughty I'm slippin
The hottie was different she not in the kitchen
She gotta be kitten her tone is consistent
I gotta be dippin,

gettin' home by four?"
Big man at seventeen
Can't be stuck at my home no more
Mum sayin' stuff 'bout openin' up but
That's what the bros are for
(That's

Hi, come on in, door's open
Hi, you must be Manuel, hi
Uh, you ready to sit down?
Take a seat, go 'head
We'll get ready when you're comfy
I just need

a lie
You gotta leave its time
Can i drop you off, is that fine
Don't leave
I still can't be me 
Right now i'm nothing
But you treat me like something

Speed it up
Gotta keep this money coming in
I cannot lay with a bitch
Speed it up
Dont be playing with my check
You already know my niggas up next

through
Ima Ip man the sample chop it up like kung fu
You might be a thunderstorm but I'm a fuckin' typhoon
Vampire in the mirror I'm the only me
I know you

What's on your mind
Tell me whatcha thinking
We can do this right
We ain’t gotta be playing
What's on your mind
Tell me whatcha thinking
We can do

Henny, it be boosting up my self esteem
And I ain't feeling like myself unless I smoke me up some weed
Just max out on the play, we open shop up like

tearing strongholds till that hour 11
When the Lord come and he crack the sky man I'll be alive chilling up in heaven (Going)
I be on my shoe game, pick me

Dodged so many rainy days, it changed my complexion
Hang up on your ass and say I lost the connection
I turned out to be the man that I manifested

Man Have Girl Got Some Pussycats
My Hair Is Brown And I Ain't Gotta
Fuck I Just Coming For The Brown
Don't Be Try To Check Me Cuz
My Mans On The Phone

Beautiful Struggle

Talib Kweli

The Beautiful Struggle

2004

there's a date you gotta sell it by
Otherwise it just expires and spoils
And these folks jump out the pot when the water too hot
'Cause the fire boils

But not because of our own strength
We're saved because H is mercy has no end
And by the washing and regeneration of our spirit
We become renewed 
By

they'll change
Their ways when they meet my blade
Peng gyal on man from the B (Ayy)
Brown and bad, prestige (Ayy)
Bitch, just get on your knees
Fuck these

walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny

Please Mr. Gas-man    
                        Is it just that you don’t know
                                    What you’re doing—or that you don’t care?

Everybody call me ma’se kind
Ma’se kind, ma’se kind, ma’se kind, ma’se kind
This song is for the big mamas
Now you gotta call me ma’se kind

Mommy, you’re my

Cage the Songbird

The Low Anthem

Oh My God, Charlie Darwin

2009

the feathers run brown
God bar the windows
That we may though hollow be sound

Now the street lamp will be tethered to her station
As the poor man is

Knight Fall

Coolio

My Soul

1997

of a twisted nation
Guess this is what you're facin (Facin!)

Chorus:
When night falls (When the sun goes down) over the city (Over the city)
Gotta be ready