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have a daddy, I listened to suckers the same way that Ray Ray did
I'm totin' Smith &'s and HKs and I just was a grade A kid
Ain't have no guidance, we

proposing
Bad memories are just that: memories
I don't let them cloud my vision and get at me
You gotta overcome your past eventually
Or your seed will follow

Darth Vader

Metro Boomin

Without Warning

2017

then we did a drive-by (yeah)
Get your kids out the street, we finna slide by (yeah)
I came up robbin' real dangerous (21)
They dun' made a street

just a noun he dont know where he from kuz i left his body all around 
Bkuz i left his body all around 

There's some vivid memories that I can recollect

Fine combs made of jade
To ornament and weave it

I lived a life of pleasant sorrows
Until the real deal came
Broke me like a twig in a winter gale

once
Cop a home with decor and such
But I'm still saving change until I hang it up
Hanging out around the corner houses people getting tagged by

But hell no, I ain't impressed
(I ain't impressed by that shit)
I just like the baguettes
(I just like it) , I just like to ride Lex
I just like

quiet. Even for New York city. I remember hearing a man ask someone else, Is she going to be okay?
 I had just lost my home. I had just lost my parents.

was the one
She just a damn thot
She got it by not fucking with no have-nots
If she let me hit she just might hit the jackpot
Bust it for an old homie

Tides turn like a dervish just to chase it
Crazy, but I chase it
I smell all my memories and
Sometimes I taste 'em
Clouds in the shapes of my best friends

Serbia, I shot Hercules
I'm a murderer, dirty thirty
I can make it dirtier, urgent surgery
Or Hershey Hearse
.50 cal in the Virgil murse
Fifty thou',

a dream
College wasn't really my thing
My father wanted me to have a college degree
Compton was his home, wanted more for me
I couldn't face him, when I

One more year and I'll be heading out on my own,
leaving friends and the place that I cal home.
I don't wanna go.
I just need to know that I can come

Soul by the Pound

Common

Time Travelin'

2008

got a Wessun if you riff 
I'm a nigga with soul, my last name should be Smith-sonian 
I'm gassin' girls heads, just like petroleum 
Get em ready

Mystic Stylez

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez

1995

duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar

Wesley's Theory

George Clinton

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

Gather your weight, take a deep look inside
Are you really who they idolize?
To pimp a butterfly

At first, I did love you
But now I just wanna fuck

under dogs
I know Lane, and Chris just talked about this
But I don't think it's been beat home enough
Howie Roseman, A few years ago
Was relinquished all

I mean I'm dying inside
And ya heart is just where the home is

Why couldn't I say all of this
In front of all of my homies (Home-mays)
I saw them

Take Me Home

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 3

2001

that we set in the day,
they actually came to be. (yup yup)
but now I'm lookin at a black white paper,
and with a whole book of memories (but we never

50 cal k style risk dribble when I lift it
I just hit the club you know I'm rolling got the stick in
Ammunition too nigga make me put the clip in
I

the candles and pray for my life
Cause the dread creepin in like overnight
I wanted to say thank you, to let them know they made me feel at home, and I'd never

that I've chosen
Memories fade to dreams, as my entity turns to nothing
I tried saying Goodbye but you wasn't up for discussion
Guess that nothing's

of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where

college kids
Impressed by it like college chicks
Bodies thick, want the stick
I gives a ish if you liken this to Vicodin
Just a drug, just a thug please