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Home alone I turn da house  
Standing ovation she making it clap 
Serena Williams I play with dem racks
my old ho wish she had me back 
I gotta bad

bedroom
Listening to 3 shotgun blasts
She must have been praying
Please kill me now
I just can’t listen to any more
Of them shotgun sounds
To my way

boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by

When the Guns Come Out

E-40

Blade Trinity [Clean]

2004

Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready

care what you thank about me
I like to have a good time, and play my guitar loud
Play them ol' country songs, Hank Williams makes me proud
So you better

I ain't gonna love you anymore

by Hank Williams

(D)No need for you to set alone,

just(G) waiting by your telephone

Cause(A7) I ain't gonna call

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

better when
You keep it real
And never shake your pivot
So shout outs to
Trevor Williams
Cause he showed me how drill it
And shouts my nigga Nutty
Cause

the end
But no my friends this is
When we get to do it all again
(Do it all again) until the credit's role
We got another go to show
That we can do it all

Milton

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall and Co.

1979

own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, Merle who?"

[Choir]
William Morris, keep us working...

Now, Milton was a real good friend a' mine

be your fault
Serenade me with your memories of sad songs
Wouldn't old Hank Williams just drop dead at the sight
Of us inside each other on the cold

without death row and I’m with E.M.P triple B kettle 3 huge squad you’ll never belittle me and hell yeah my whole posse is buff possibly I probably gotta

me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)

I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like

on the sly
Jesus and the devil 
They just won't let me decide

I keep gettin' same advice 
Hank Williams never used
now I'm somewhere south of Birmingham 
With

She won't let me breath
Shorty tryna fuck me for the night
I said baby please
All my diamonds on me?
Yeah they shine baby 1-2-3 (Baby 1-2-3)
I can say I

It's the color of dawn
That gets me every time
And it's no surprise
That i finally feel alright

And my face is warm
And red as the day i's born
Been

‘Robin Williams' sad,” 
Big attention hag, so weird it makes me laugh, 
Might need asylum staff, so strange his brain lags.
I wake up everyday knowing my

Fair Margaret and Sweet William

Tim O'Brien

Songs from the Mountain

1999

came on
And into the morning light
Sweet William said I'm troubled in my head
By the dreams that I dreamed last night

Such dreams such dreams as these
I

And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin'

the dark
When I check for the Heartz of
Men what do we find?
Niggas watching for my pockets
Planning plots on mine am I blind
Let my rhymes speak for me in

bitch
(Such a lying bitch)


I know you hold my suitcase
Down in Kensington
And you were screwing
Even when I wasn't in
Did it to me, you'll do it to him

The World Was Wide Enough

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Hamilton: An American Musical [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2015

One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine
There are ten things you need to know (number one!)

We rowed across the Hudson at dawn
My friend

There's still a couple thoughts in my head I smite
My inward heart so dark that it scares me
Katrina is married but I know lust is like levee
If it

get it twisted 
A got God by my side 
He ain't ever left me at my lowest or at my dark time 

I write my best music at night 
Before the sun rises