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outside for
Some fresh air maybe
It's 3 o'clock in the night
The block is on fire, took
My nigga bottle for a swig oh the fire
He told he just had seen

I can have 100 mill and still feel like I ain't made it yet
It cost to be the boss and y'all niggas y'all ain't paid it yet
I ran before I crawled so

I Wonder What Happened To Him

Noël Coward

Mad Dogs and Englishmen [Avid Easy]

2007

The India that we read about
And may have been misled about
In memory has still remained intact
Though Pukka Sahib traditions may have cracked

Big Cuz 48 still put it on boss
He still gangsta as fuck
Greek freak bitch, I'm bout my bucks
Came up in the Bricks so I'm tough
RIP to my nigga Luck

waltz
Around with ash in turn
Oh, the light
Coughing orange
Into the ghostly night
And the fire
Still climbs higher
And I hear the sirens call
Sirens

the scene with a
Clip full of hollows, Put a hole in his tee
He got soul 'til his face by
The soles of my feet
Don't get stepped on (Don't get stepped on)
I

weights, you know what I'm saying?
Going in on the treadmill
The biggest critics stuck in the bed still!
You feel what I'm saying?
This shit for all

the beat of the water drum pulsing through his veins
And he longs to sit by the longhouse fire and close the circle again

He's riding the winds of another

night
Cuz he was playin' in the fire and some muddy waters
He been struggling with this affliction since he was a toddler
He bein' honest that he hurt

My brother slaved but he got paid, now I get better sleep (Now I get better sleep)
And if he ever touch a mill that's cause it's destiny (That's cause

the stars crying
Ohhh look up and you’ll see the Rainman in the sky
On god
Call his name and he’ll put out the fire
Ohhh look up and you’ll see the Rainman in

bends back north

The air grew heavy and the wind grew still
The fog came down on wilsons mill
We all knew not to play by the well
By the stories passed

and he so caught in these streets
They say he plottin' to kill himself because he just wanna leave
Plus he ain't happy with himself 'cause what he want

blowin' that strap straight at your brain, 'til it show you through
I need a hunnid mill', I done shed a hunnid tears
He say, "Cool," and I say, "Fire

hotter than a sauna
Honestly I get it from my mama yeah be sleep on the kid no pajamas
Me and Tyson El Dominicano Put in the work but he no mexicano
Little

Feat losie question
How does it feel to follow
My blueprint step by step
But still watch me win the crown? Suckas

How does it feel to push
Them

Return of the B-Boy

Mr. Lif

I Phantom

2002

and pack skin
The kickdrum slur reopen my eyes, he say don't worry
At the clerk he say don't fire rounds in the flurry
And I have bad, tied the hostages with

riding in a new set of Benzes
Hot boy, Young boy, still on fire
What's a death sentence 'cause we all gotta die

I did it for my dawgz (I did it for my

perceived just ain't take time to see

Judging a book by covers but ain't takeout time to read
Still and yet I proceed
Got jdt what you need
Don't quit have

Foreclosures

Rick Ross

Foreclosures

is the animosity money brings
Real niggas out of style we may be one in three
Back against the wall outnumbered by fuckboys
One bullet, one target, one

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Frank Sinatra

The Columbia Years (1943-1952): The Complete Recordings

1993

my dear, we're still goodbyin'
As long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

He doesn't care if it's ten below
He's sittin' by

chasing mills yea yea
Coz you just
Live to die and Lived a lie while  Still alive then you 
And I wipe Your eyes from the tears and The fears that made you

the peoples elbow
My young boy been kicking off work like an eight o eight, but he been too mellow
Coming like allen iverson, in this game i don't need no

fire (satisfy)
Transparent, still a couple mill' tryna hide (hide)
Horse standin' on her hind legs, profile (profile)
Basically a couple mill' statue,