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by the streetlight
By the time that I 
Come back to real life
You’re out of sight

What are the chances you would be here
In my coffee shop
What’s

I'm just serving my sack
Back to the time we wasting
On this paper we chasing
All these dead white faces
It like history pages
They wanna lock us in

Yo
Don't run man down with the shivs or a pumpy
Come bun grams in the sticks in the country
Judge me cuss me calm I'm comfy
Humble yourself you

Don't Fight the Feelin'

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock
Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty
I'm the man
I take you out to the finest restaurant
Buy

Broke Down Piece of Man

Sam & Dave

Sam & Dave: Sweat 'n' Soul Anthology (1965-1971) [Disc 2]

1993

Baby, baby, without your love
Take a look at me, darling, come on, baby
Tell me what you see now, baby
I'm only half the man now, honey
That I

No Omega

Eric B. & Rakim

The Document II

2003

more light cause yours got dim 
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim 
What's the matter G, check your battery 
Go get charged up, then come battle

Kansas City

Paul McCartney

Choba B CCCP

1988

OH, HEY NOW, PAL, (hey, pal)
          YES, I'M GOIN' TO KANSAS CITY, HONEY,
          OOH, I'M GONNA GET ME ONE.

Lyrics by Mickjagger43

the sun burns my eyes
As the ashes of summer drift on by
It's a cold day for August
And there's no turning back
When the fall finally comes
It comes too

every scene by heart, 
they all went by so fast 
If he's passin' back this way, 
I'm not that hard to find 
Tell him he can look me up if he's got

Run fast from my day job
Runnin' fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin' back to the strip club
I'm never going back, never going

page, page
And you left me on delivered for days
You expect me to hit you back
Matter fact let me go and hit up Saks
Aye, aye I don't wanna break up
Baby

we would make it
Just a feeling I was chasing
Now my mind just stays erasin
Memories of love-filled pages

Sip coffee, bring it back to the
Simpler

and watch the sunset
Til it rose up again
People passing by me now
I'm lost out in the crowd
I'm not asking for a second back
I just want a way out
I want

Where have the days slipped by?
Lost sight and track it’s Monday morning, how’d this come back around again?
Full of beautiful mistakes and disasters

I don't know how to be anything other than honest
I have lived in Nashville four years now come this summer
Which means I have not spoken to my

goes
But then I go and take another L
When I'm just about to win
I turn a new page, but I flip it back again
Man it's like the story never ends

Feel

Cold

Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

keep it bubbling
We come to clubs, like the ones who bring the trouble in
What, he sold his soul, life publishing

Have to walk on by and keep it

in my eye my last moment in time my
Lonely soul, comes back to repeat
The mistakes that I reap
The mistakes that I
Pack gathered
I'm walking they

gotta get yourself paid your friends paid your fam paid
Two words Self Made
I remember nobody click click clicked on my fan page
Aah nou die las I'm

gotta get yourself paid your friends paid your fam paid
Two words Self Made
I remember nobody click click clicked on my fan page
Aah nou die las I'm

relate
I can't relate
We not the same
On different pages
You run your mouth
No compensation
I can't relate
I'm too busy
Going up right now
Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh

flipping through the pages
I been working on myself but I get lost in all these phases
People that I've never met start to be familiar faces
In my mind I

face
Come back tomorrow with another pace
Don't go to no show
With slow absurd flow
When it comes to low blows
I hope you choke bro
If you know you know

my cries for help?
I can't do this by myself

Yeah, bitch I'm on my Drake shit, no you cannot stop me
All these niggas stalking on my page, they tryna