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and have you
Movin' like a snail nigga
Slow motion, sippin' on purp potion
I'm gettin money everybody, they know it
I be Roseing, chosen
A millionaire they

fear, you were chosen to come
You were called to be here
In the womb of the mother who loves you so dear
There's a new life for you, if your heart is

lie damn I miss you
Try to keep my eyes dry
I can't help but ask why
You was chosen by God
Got yo wings so you can fly
You my angel, seeing life from

The touch you can't deny
Tonight
You are
Sole purpose of my life
But morning rays will make us divide
Leaving you to pray
Your last night's renegade
Your last

when I was to choose this[01:25.73]My energy drained by everything[01:54.88]Why was I meant to be[01:58.23]Chosen to fear, what others bear[02:06.76]And

Is the chosen way better than the life once known?
I think so but sometimes, sunk in the despair of my existence
I long for the other life. Would

to be one on this side
I can't remember the last time I was sat in a room with those I had chosen
Or with the ones I wanted to be
With or without trying

Never recessive or depressive gotta be aggressive
Directed by the one Jesus Christ so I'm always protected
Let's get rid of blood sheddin' with holy

believe pretend play
Livin' in golden rays and purple haze
Long days, make believe pretend play
Livin' in golden rays and purple haze
Moments don't last

All embrace me
It’s my time to rule at last
Fifteen years have I been waiting
To sit upon my throne

No allegiance
I will swear no oath
Crowned by

cent
I haven't died yet so I must be gettin rich
Aye let the church say amen
Because even if I'm judged by 12 Lord love me so there's no saving them

Brand new Patek on my wrist and it's frozen
I'm thanking god that I'm chosen
Make some shit catchy that shit not a slogan
Part these lil niggas like

shit by myself 
I got the team, got the gang, now we all got wealth 
Need to stop giving us trophy's no more room on the shelf 
The no more room in my

like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight

Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when

soul'd out 
Top to bottom
With a heart that can't be bought out 
Soul'd Out!  Yeah I'm Soul'd out
Laced up by the works of the cross 
So get the Word Out,

This a chess game, miss a move, miss a soul hearin' in the crowd, it'll be ya last, so let
It go better tell your fans it's about that time
Give it

Superstar homie but they treat me like Melo
Herm Edwards nigga, I be like hello
Even Ray Charles, Man can see that I’m the best though
Grew up in a small town

be mine
This wasn't chosen by me, you've lost your way can't you see
This couldn't be your own fault, you wouldn't know this at all
Or could it just be

theaters?
Gramps, I saw it last night
1080p, 80-inch screen
Blu-ray disc
Picture crystal clean
Just as George intended
Watch Greedo's blast miss
This is

have our moment
I'm glad I'm chosen

Ridin in demon I did the dash (Skrttttt)
Take my hand off the wheel
S*** I might crash it
Don't remember last time

Alice's Restaurant

Arlo Guthrie

The Best of Arlo Guthrie

1977

doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the 
Restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog

And livin' in

(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look

Boy, we jackin' war, we ain't jackin' beef 
Niggas wanna fight, put him in the sheets
.30 got the ray

Bitch I pulled up with my shades on I'm always shining my rays gonna hit you
Fucking that bitch with the ring on I hit it dirty but ain't nothing new

The Last Song

Above the Law

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998

1999

the sun rays miss 
Or just give me the pussy and I'll be straight 
And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masterbate 
(We wanta fuck you Eazy) yea, you bitches