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on the boulevard
Funny how they call me bummy
Just because I'm serving God
They don't get no nothing from me
Baby this a work of art

I stay on the grind
Stay

word
God, I hate this art form so much
And this album is just getting increasingly incoherent by the minute
And yeah, you're right, we actually put

cold grey sand

The winds of time
You knock me to the ground
I'm dying of thirst
I wanna run away
I don't know how to set me free to live
My mind

Ooh Baby

New Edition

Candy Girl

1983

turning out the way that I should be 
How could I know that you would turn your back on me 

What did I do to you 
To make you feel this way 
You said

repent
Look what Malcolm did
Where you really think that Malcolm is?
I'ma get backlash for that
But the God I serve won't take him back
How you talk about

label me the connoisseur powered by the plants, still mistakenly a carnivore
You should pick your battles wisely if you know the art of war
Liv it up,

Put a finger in the sky for my highs
Put two to the floor for my lows
Everybody think they know how I rise
But they don't know what they don't know

see me, Not because I want you to
Tell how you're actually feeling, Or just find you a better dude
If you play the game in vain
I pray you get cut
If

Mess with your mental
I know your birth plan didn't pan out like you wanted
But look what we got from it
Scared to death, I can't imagine how you feel

to me I'm permanent
Did it without any label. guess that I was deadset
Look at your career and all I ask is if it's dead yet
You know what it is, man

village really need a sterilant 
cnd soul searching is a lost art 
So many have jumped ship how many more have to disembark 
Before we realize we needs

Mermaid

Shel Silverstein

Crouching on the Outside

1971

pretty girls 'til your eyes grow weak and dim,
But don't go swimmin' with a mermaid, son, if you don't know how to swim!
'Cause her hair is green

executive, who
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That West also offered to premiere his
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"You

Brown Paper Bag/Flashing Lights [Remix]

Fat Joe

Drive Slow: The Trap Party

2008

box cutter
You heard what I said motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out

Coka baby man you know I

wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue

And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by

Hey Nas

Nas

God's Son

2002

through his stomach
You gotta be skilled in the culinary arts
Know a brother stay mad hungry when he spark
Hit the museum, maybe Central Park, you mentally

and he said
He’d help me and then blah, blah, bla
Like and that’s how
It feels though, you know? It’s
Like the pursuit of happiness
Like it’s like, you

Broken Homes

Gunna

Broken Homes

2016

of niggas you would hate to meet (yeah)
All I ever did is wait patiently
But that was never getting nothing done for me
We strapped on the body like

Kinda art

Kinda art
Under the stars
we can take it all apart
Know this by heart
it's our memoir
Play it on my guitar

It's kind of art
They will frame us

of a G ain't that easy
This lifestyle is art
The type of shit you see on TV

Oilin' up the choppers
Loadin' up the Glocks
If we catch a nigga slippin'
We

the best at
Whatever you do and that's my
Mentality i believed that
I was the best in the world at what I ever
Did and I had the motivation that was needed

away with everything you've heard before
 
You know, the money is real but can't say how I feel






 






It's the 81 and baby you know me




So if

How did we get here, I'll never know
You can say whatever you wanna say, yeah
You can say whatever you wanna, yeah
When did we get here, when did we get

on the mattress
Emotions rise, slow jams are banging on the tracklist
A year of love goes by, eyes turn to fire eyes
You think, why did I fall in love with her