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a way to make music with a purpose
I live in a world where everybody wants changes but nobody want to change tho
Hey man, can you spare a little change,

And then murdered
By a Brother
That she would've advocated
His life matters
Or that
A grown man
Can yank off my panties and pants
Without permission
We are

friend

That's a gun pointed at your head



Wanted man by Lucy Watson

Wanted man by Jesse Brown

Wanted man by Nellie Johnson

Wanted man in

gonna Change so many minds
I'm parking my bags
Book a flight
I'm going to Israel
I wanna discover
I wanna go for an adventure
Just like how Dwayne Johnson

together
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
My whip is smooth, inside is sweet
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
She moving like Jelly say get in my belly
I eat it, I eat

I'ma Hata

Drama

Quality Street Music

2012

lookin’ like it’s fuckin’ Mardi Gras
My top down, seat way back
Don’t respect the squad get your face cracked
DT young is kinda bad, that’s why you stay

TSA
I mean in my belly, I did it all when I was on the way
My Uber driver ain't know what the fuck was going on
I walked in shirtless he was like

a queen right by my side

See her cross the room ain’t going home until I try

I only need my night and then she mine like cherry pie

No one I can trust it

the field with them umpires
Gunfire was my daily soundtrack
Thank God that I found rap
The flow is mind bending
Defined by my intentions
And not the things

Everyday has a yesterday, but today I felt okay
And I believed this was my lucky day, when I was
…on my way…

In my car, had to hurry up, Mr

and I make her cry
Give her dicc the same way then cut her off man I don't know why
Keep it real with my niggas the bitch ima tell her lies
She put it my

the bag, like I was sponsored by Ziploc
Niggas faint and cry, got em screaming, yeah that shits hot

J U N motherfucking I E
I'm a household name, no Johnson

what's coming next what's ahead of you
If you fuck with my fit
Or anything that I wear or rep
I'll set your clothesline on fire
Like you got hit by Kane

my headlight shine
Got to grab on to that Johnson bar
And make those drivers whine

Now the steam trains are gone
The way all things have to go
I'm

Johnson she ain't heard about the lakers
Hey ma jus got off of work and now I'm headed home,
steady gone focused on myself and now I'm ready for em
Bet he

like I'm gettin' released from a cage
Where the hate and my fears be the strongest restraints
Deflatin' my game? Get the fuck out the way
We winnin'

At the crossroads of the blues
Saint Paul on the road to Damascus
Was struck blind by the Gospel news
I saw the light while in Locarno
A vision of my fate
I turned

And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco

Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for

My nigga, my rebeu, R.O.H.2F
J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer

Slow Dance More

Kenny Rogers

She Rides Wild Horses

1999

Grady Johnson was a common man
Four children and some bottom land
Early to bed he said well that ain't me
I gotta spend some time with my family

Dead and Gone

Justin Timberlake

Paper Trail [Circuit City Exclusive]

2008

way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone

(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn

my mouth.

She named me Dale Darrell Waltrip Richard Petty Rusty
Awesome Bill Irvin Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.

I got my first real

on Honor Roll
The way that I be movin, I be reachin all my goals
The way I'm gettin paid, yeah they think I sold my soul
The way that I be soundin, yeah I

New York I milly rock
I hide the dope up in my sock
Ok a nigga getting guap
How the fuck I started from the bottom then I grind my way up straight