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Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep

Reset

Charice

Charice

2010

a reset

'Ey start it up again yeah oh
Start it up, yeah

I'm tired of the nights without you by my side
We only seem to text and e-mail
So you come

over, brandish my strap
Back like a cobra i stay drunk ‘cause I'm a
Mad man whenever sober on a one man mission
My ambition's to hold up the rap game

Alaga no vex
I no know so I no dey your league o
Mo promise pe t'e ba fi i mi le ma a yaa danu
Egbon mi I got take my leave o
Yoh feego ah feego awon eyan

I heard a quote
On a song by Pac called Changes
Oh how my mind blew
Look at how the time flew
Listening to words by a Mr. Shakur
To me it was

Song baby I don't rly care
You cannot touch my flow no
You sound like your robo
I just have to walk by to
Make em move in slow mo
When I pull up

money, more problems gotta laugh Mo Gilligan
Been broke as a joke, I just made a killing I'm innocent

My guilty pleasure is pain
I worked out that's

No Shorts, No Losses

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

E 1999 Eternal

1995

we needin' mo money,
We sick and we cold and we hungry, (huh)
I'm loving my thugstas,
My clik consist of nothin' but hustlas,
The nigga you know

Rico's wreakin'
I'm makin' waves in the form of tornados
I can chase storms in my weather winnebago
From the heavens I fell
But to hell with a halo
You got

my head on
I'm heading home
I'm moving on
I done no wrong
Just leave it alone
And let it go
I don't want it no mo
I don't want it no mo
I'm the hardest

dap, nigga
Just pay homage
Peep my steps, always keep the piece on deck
I'm from the danger zone where
We handle beef by death, nigga

Everybody's

And piss in the pool of the class that rules
When they looked all upside my head I said
Hey man!
We so outta line
We can’t be saved, y’all ran outta time
I’m

on the wrist I'm shitting
Stack it up, stack it up mo, mo
Stack it up, stack it up mo, mo
Stack it up, stack it up mo
See my trap going dumb, aye
Sweating

of money 
I won't sit back
I need a calc to do quick math
I wanna have so much money
In my backpack
Planking will give a young nigga six-pack
I'm a nigga you

Get Up!

Korn

XXX: Three Decades of Roadrunner Records

2013

days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I, I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what I left behind

Shut

Get Up!

Korn

Rock Out Loud! [f.y.e. Exclusive]

2011

days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I, I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what I left behind

Shut

like my name is Ken
I get 10 mo's like I'm Ben 10 I change the mode and I change the pen

Here you go, you wanna leave again
I'm trapped in my mind, I

to oshodi oh
Boba ti e se aso, kisa mo ta
Ki awon oni motor nla mo bami ra
Kan wa bami ra oja mi o

Many karashika dey my storie moni Ke Gbadura mi cover me

story line

I waltz from my veins to yours in the
Pulse that beats through my roof
Into your floor and I
Don't hope, but I'm never unsure
That we'll fall

bitches
Nothing less (nothing less)
I got it out the mud 
Bitch I’m bout to flex 
Never sell my soul
Bitch I’m bout to flex

Mo life
Mo money 
Thank god im

Devastating returns, and worthless reinvestments
Perpetuate bad thoughts realities what I'm left with
Best no longer good in my eyes
What's a pilot

ride or die
This is do or die
This is do or die
I need something to do for you and I
The wind keeps blowing the garden of my soul, through and by

there
Paint my life
With blood stains and a knife
I ain't a saint
I might
Lose my way back sometimes
While I'm awake
I'm alive pulse at 185
I've seen

I, Yeah I, Said I don't wanna feel no mo
If I'm letting you go, I'm letting you know
That I can't really feel my soul
If I'm letting you know, I'm