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take more than a little rain
You can be my shelter
I can be your favorite summer
Promise me ain't nothing's gonna change
Ashes to ashes, dust to dirt

Nothing like losing your favorite
Human cause you lost your patience
I know that you could've saved it
But I'll take all the blame
You're my favorite

passed by murhafucka wrapped it up 

Lean, liquor, and something a little harder making my team meaner and harsher
Pardon that we getting to crazy, lazy

nothing
But my diamonds and my bands
This in my hair bitch he
Be hanging by them strands
Its that pretty fem boy
With that bogie vernacular
They be copying

Grand Hang Out

Fat Joe

Sweat [Clean]

2004

see'mon!
Hey yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hopping out the thing
Ice dripping wet like I just hopped up out the rain
My picture perfect pose like I

One day, well, I did decide to throw caution to the wind and I'd go outside
I said bye to my ma, she cried
Cause she ain't never been the same since

Compared to a day of sunshine
Compared to the favorite song of mine
When I'm hangin' with my girls
In the summer time would I choose you

the heart, they say, is a funny thing
Tempted by the slightest touch of mystery
Your head screams no but your body fills with yes
Your heart breaks with

I 
Got my eyes on you baby I seen you from a distance
I was pleasantly surprised to see that you was different
What's your name and what's your sign

Everything is O tay
Miss me with that bull shit O'lay
I just got a message from my old flame
Only thing that's changed is the last name
She said what

grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey

These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught

The Warriors

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

hot
All about cake, Betty Crock' and spit ready rock
They know my bar came venom in a bezzie rock
Kicks from Fight Club, outfit from Eddie Brock
I'm

you punks
Funny thing I got places in my
Place I ain't discover in months (Months)
I naturally hover above 'em, I'm Kal-El
Touchdown in the arena,

maintain
Then pain came to the frame aimed at my main thing
The mainframe of my brain changed and became rage
Had to pray and sing praise, to stay sane
Had

alive?
Insane, or am I getting mine?
I Guess they're right
But every night
I'm lying dreaming of the lights
My Brain is so preoccupied
By these visions

The Things That I Used to Do

G. Love & Special Sauce

G. Love & Special Sauce

1994

The lyrics in the one by G love and Special Sauce look suspiciously, are are phrased WAY too much like Guitar Slim (Eddie Jones) in his 1964

press the clutch in this beat up car
When my favorite song's played by my favorite band
I know you just like the back of my hand
When I get home from work

leg arm & the chester
Attaching the compressor
Do it by myself I'm the driver & the shooter when I do it in my Tesla
7 21
Shout out Guy Fisher & Big D

fisher kid 
N I was only comin up smoking as I did 
13 w a blunt and a lighter n and my friends
Basketball Jones I was jonesin 2 get rich 
16 6’3 I was

they keep on playing chess with me
Huh
Bobby Fisher in the game, they'll never get the best of me
I'm going in till my casket drops
Seeing the world from

spot his crew swarming
Through like they was locusts
? know this ain't his spot
So I bag up the shorts
Unloose my Eddie Bauer jeans
Adjust my Polo Sports

a fisher knows his fish
I've done this so many times that by now it’s a habit, dear
I wish you’d stay, wish
You’d stay
Tell me who’s filling up
Your day,

subdivide
Colorblind, off the ganja vibe
I forgot that line cause I'm too high
Bitch I be just doing my own thing
Don't get it twisted these ain't games
Push

No such thing as
A half sin what
Makes you better than
Me cuz I get
My degree and rollin
Up all these weed
Never touched on a
Key but hang around
Wit