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you by my hip
Like if I'm gone, then you gone, gone, gone

Ouuu, baby please don't make me suffer
An independent woman, say you get that from your

and gone 
For now I'm better off embracing every journey that we set upon 

We've felt more love than either could imagine 
Ernest is the best thing that

Pick myself off of the pavement
Scrapped elbows spark conversations
I'm
Tryna think of something cool to say to y'all
I guess it kind of just depends

giving thanks
While on thanksgiving
We was serving rocks
Pray I don't get shot
Or stopped by cops
This trunk is full of knocks
Soon as that mail lands
We

to go and find a heart
All you hear is that silence after the violence starts
Putting lighters to their shoes seeing if they nines will spark
I'm too sick

shit is sweet
Nigga creep up on your ass, hahaha
Live niggaz respect it, check it

I kick flows for ya, kick down doors for ya
Even left all my

everything I spit is fuckin flames, 
Yeah hit  triangle cause I’m tryna strangle the neck 
With my shit sounding fire Larry Mullen Discothèque,
 
I dream that

to Jazzy go off
I'm iced out in the Summer, yeah it gets cold
All I got is my diamonds, I don't feel alone
I knew he was the one just by his cologne (yeah)

The admiration is clear
Wearing makeup for who?
Trust you good in yo skin
Its yo flaws
Bring em out
Gone accept who you is
Its ok babygirl
Let me learn let me in
I

a fucking stop sign
You is not mine
Man I'm not fine
That Shawty Steady sipping wine
That Shawty sit in line
That shawty gone wait her turn
Run like Eobard

the mud - push drugs
Put blood in the streets
How’s a mother supposed to feel
When her older son is a killer
Coworkers with the mother
Her older son was

Concerto in X Minor

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

mothers
And black mothers need sons
Not children that's been killed by guns
It's, just another form of slavery, a modern day lynchin'
The others get

to be
Above all
Most High got responsibilities but I feel like fuck y'all
We all gone die that there is a factor
I write scripts everybody is an actor

it's gone
So bring it on bring it on
Still kicking still screaming
And still not done by far

We are the Spark that lights the fires
We are

spark up the reef I'm makin my way through the streets

Post on the block and I'm plottin gotta look out cause niggas is robbin' shoutout my niggas I know

Mother's Ruin by the bed
She's gone completely off her head
Do you really want me to take her by the hand?
Better things are left unsaid
Leave

of this shit is real
This is not a facade
& my wife on my side
She is so gorgeous
Can't touch not even by gynecologist
Trust cause the loyalty between us

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

the house, she always tend to start shit
No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
By those that were slow as molasses
Take this

When the Work's All Done This Fall

Marty Robbins

Under Western Skies

1996

and the shipping all is done
I'm going right straight home, boys, before my money's gone
I have changed my way, boys, no more will I fall
Yes, I am going home, boys,

handouts like babies at mouth of mother bird
I'm gone get it out the mud until they bury my hearse in dirt
Every day I excavate like searching
For Ytterbium

laced
Now he's beating couches with belts and talking to himself
I tried to get him help but he said nothing's wrong
And now our mother's gone and he

phone
On a song that, described how far I am from home
And another one that tells you how the world is gone, I'm on
And I'll never be off and still look

It's On

DMX

Behind Bars

2000

Uh, DMX
Clueminati 
Is y'all mother- ready for the Ruff Ryde?
Grr

When I speak I'm understood, my decision is wood 
I see what I'm able to see

It's On

DMX

The Professional

1998

Uh, DMX
Clueminati 
Is y'all mother- ready for the Ruff Ryde?
Grr

When I speak I'm understood, my decision is wood 
I see what I'm able to see