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I fuckin grind till, I'm televised and i monetize these speeches
Still I rise, while i spit this fire, I'm still alive like a phoenix 
I been around

The Golden Boy

Freddie Mercury

I Know Them So Well: The Best of Tim Rice

1995

The boy had a way with words, he sang, he moved with grace
He entertained so naturally, no gesture out of place
His road in life was clearly drawn,

Here I Come

The Roots

Pre-Game [Clean]

He said yeah
You better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded
I'm in the back
Changin' my outfit
He said blink
We gonna send

Here I Come

The Roots

Game Theory

2006

He said yeah
You better come out with your hands up
We got you surrounded
I'm in the back, changing my outfit
He said blink
We gonna send the hounds

With your apartments in the skies, I scarred you with my lies, then
Karma isn't nice, she said, "I hope he doubles back on you"
When I double back, I

and brought it back
cnd in his head he's still on the front line
Tryna get a job and get by

Hook
God forbid we pray
Bow our heads, hit our knees and have some

Jada was bald 'cause of alopecia (he didn't)
That's somethin' a majority of people knew nothin' about
But I bet you he won't put her name back in his

he still had the sharp sight of a vulture.
He could see into the distance.
And he was the one to see Sita far across the ocean,
all alone and sad in

did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings

By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse

to the mourners

We know he’s in da Lords quarters

Born warrior (Born Warrior)

He aint fight for the fortune (nah), he fought for the unfortunate (yeah)

Gave his

Small Heath birmingham
Invasion Alert
Rest in peace my brudda' Depzman, 2Real
Large up Charlie Sloth, fire in the booth
Madting yO
Shoutout to all

in Christ
I'm tryna tell you He'll meet you there
Put peace in there, He
Won't leave you there, yeah

See, in my city, man
These sirens playing

a fire outside (Uh)
Ain't no room for a break in here
You want me, you can sacrifice a brain in here
Girl look so good you can bake in here (let alone)
I'm

tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's

Bootleg Bill
He set up a whiskey still
And in them woods he hid it from the law 
It was 1932
When that copper kettle blew
In a shining, quarter mile-high

did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings

By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

Dance Band on the Titanic

1977

There's a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungerees, but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made

with fire and you'll never get used to it
He'll be gone the very second that he calls you by name
She said
It hits you like a brick
A shot in the night

slain
By my own thoughts, Paper thin
I could fold into cranes
These girls could line me up
Why do You still choose me?
I hand myself in, on our Father,

Tonight Is What It Means to Be Young

Fire Inc.

Streets of Fire

1984

a castle
And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs
He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes
And the thunder of a drum in his ears

I've got a dream

fire, tested by the park slide 
Disciples laying hands, the homies throw up gang signs 
Verses in my head, curses to the ops line 
I bang with gang they

CENTURIES OF SLEEP
SPEER OF GOD IS STILL
WAITING FOR YOUR LOVE AND YOUR WILL

THE PENDULUM DIVINE
WEAPON OF COSMIC KIND
A HAMMER THAT WILL HIT YOU

know that she fire, because a girl is a gun
And she gonna fire, don't play she not the one
Me and my guys coming up, like the sun (Hey)
Step in big

(Hey fool) (alright)
I really don't think that he gets the concept... at all
Ain't nobody trying to creep... stop by, and stop being a creep