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No need for acting just leave for clapping
Talking down on me
But real is what you get
My momma telling me
Ima be a star baby
Jordan twenty three
My

and fears
The bullshit that you hear, I can be that lovely ear that you goto
I can be that helping hand, let me show you
Real ones posed to, be there for you

know for real
Haters wanna see me fall, but I'm a goat for real
I gotta keep it cool ain't trippin on some shit
These youngins just be vibin' they ain't

Wind
(of my Soul) " and I'm a hard headed woman
So I've been told yeah, music's just sound
We're just ears
Why are you affected by what who hears?
If

knowledge was the barter for bread
And people knew something of what they live for
There's a rope twisted salty and I burn my hands
Defiantly wrapped by

going back
Keeping it real is what I provide so
I ain't never had to fake it to make it so I'm keeping my soul attached
Mi nuh sellout for mi people dem

the morning

Moon go show me for night

You and me that’s for real

I pray make we last for life

Sunshine in the morning

Moon go show me for night

You and me

Amen

Meek Mill

Amen

2012

to say a prayer, then go get what I just prayed for

Now there's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)

Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright

Right

I'm just trynna live life
Some of my brothers lost they soul
Wish they could live twice
Nina by my side
Cause these day's they don't fist fight
I

second, guided by Mr. Saadiq and Davis Way in the piano section
Now check it, this is The Isis Papers, Frances Cress Welsing, belting the memory banks with

Serenade
Music by Ian Rutherford, Lyrics by Jodi Franzke

The soft cry from an oboe rises 
To slowly pierce my soul 
And remind me of my childhood

had the cheek to sit by My side man I was hurting
You went your way and stole my soul like it was nothing
Who you think your foolin huh

I trusted your

wat hulle sal sorg
Ag ya
Ek vat oor soes 'Piano
Said she loved me I said I know
Told me she's always
Gonna be down for me
I told her how low
I can't

Sleep when I'm gone

[Intro]
cbout to change the game
The Pied Phifer!
The Foundation!
GCD, Money $quad!
I'm for real about this!
Let's go!

[Chorus]

like too
I got dank got for the high
Cool space for the vibes, you could be robin and stay by my side
Stain in yo sheets, I ain't staying the night
Cool

heart
You’re bound to stay
Be controlled by God, and let it shine
The Spirit of God, fills my soul
For you know He’s real, so let it shine
The Spirit

Real Niggas

C-BO

'Til My Casket Drops

1998

luxury cars, when we dip 
It's all about stackin' them chips, makin' that long money flip 
And haters that trip a click to catch clips, for real niggas

Physical education is being taught by the streets
Sex education is being replaced by teen pregnancy
And there's no need for math class if the streets is

pause for introspection
Am I headed in the right direction
Facing back towards home
By my origins I am known
Oh hold on a second 
That's my bio-phone

You want a piece of me, a fraction of my soul
But love can't be piecemeal, it needs to be whole
I need someone who will stand by my side
And love all

been removed
To the soul they left for dead
Don't listen to what the big bad world has said
Just clothe yourself in pancakes and bed sheets instead
Don't

As I lay me down to sleep.
I pray to the Lord my soul He Keeps.
If I shall die before I wake
I pray to the Lord my soul He takes.

Objects in

Dance Wiv Me

Dizzee Rascal

Now, Vol. 70

2008

like that for real
So don't stop doing what you do when you do it
I just wanna be a part of it when you do it
I'll feel like a wally if I don't pursue