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problems and I make it seem like dreams don’t come w commas 
Get my courage from my mama Rest In Peace to all that drama 
Have you talking to my llama. It’s

hyperboles eternally or rest in peace because a piece
Apostle preach I'm stuck between the evil shit that's telling me
Money come and go bitches turning into

Between You and Me

4Him

Ride

1994

of those times
When the world gets so crazy
And life is too much for me to bare
I can rest in the knowing
That you're all I need to get by
Just as close

Continuum

At the Drive-In

in•ter a•li•a

2017

bitten by frost?

I'll drop a dime on you first
Commotion sickness with Dramamine pills
Commute my sentence to the 13th floor now
I'll drop a dime

Fuck these bitches, I'm focused on business
(That's right)
Got 'em runnin' in the hood like
I bought a new engine (Ha)
What these niggas try to save

in clutch cause when it matters
Nothing coming in between
What is real and what is known to show
Time and time again
Used to want a lot of things
Age

Thin Line Between Law & Rape

Public Enemy

Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age

1994

my rack an pinion
Never stop the engine
For watcha fathers did do the Indian
North and south
Plus the Caribbean

I got a vendetta
Cause I know

down right after dark[02:10.59]Passive, always been like that right from the start[02:13.33]Massive, pockets getting fatter by

alright)
Secretly hope you ask

Dismantling the math of every
Bridge in our path
The ugly carving out a line between
The good and the bad
You can scream

on that tat on your back 
Hear the sound of the engine
As we take off
My favorite kind of ride 
With you by my side
Fast as a plane 
And you're to blame for

Piston engine on bargain placed
Inside the rusty chest
An XXL tomato can will work
His head!

Then he turn his will
In the great magnetic field
Opened his

Button up, get sucker punched by all the air your lungs can hold
God rest your soul
Nails for breakfast, supper's cold
Button up, get sucker punched by all

Trapped in an abyss, sleep induced by substance[00:21.84]A wretch without purpose, I know that I'm worthless[00:25.88]But still you could heal this

When you experience the death of your best friend
The same year you finna pick up a spray can
With a Few athletic trophies in the same hand 
Age 13 you

to pitch a shut out
I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga
Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga
D-B-L-O-C-K he spray
The hawk'll

I was wasted
From 13 to 17
Stealing drinks from the basement
Hoping someone would notice me
I was so frustrated 
That time in my life was darker than

that I am missin' here
There's tension between us, I'm sensin' it
From them to me, I am blendin' in
Heart is poundin' louder than an engine
I am

lay your eggs between my legs
Such a crud with sting intrigue
Collecting in crevices
A dud, another duff
Nature’s brush bedevilled by her belly button

here[02:13.55]Wondering what someone like me can do[02:17.66]And why it seems that no one else feels this way, too[02:25.33]My world is draped in sorrow every

I came in a bit before the opening set
I took the bet, I know the rest
It's good I guess

The cavern is a crowd around
And I can scarce get by

Crippled in his thoughts
Engine stalled it's shot
Reprimand is known
While she must never know
He'll fight until the death
And he's stronger than the rest

"Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said
"Okay" stop by the cheap tobacco store
Two swishers

here. I'm dead, boy. I'm already there

I'm here. I'm dead, boy. I'm already there
Rest assured for the press that I'm all the way clear
I was born by

Somebody's Gotta Die

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

rest at
In the buildin' hustlin' and they don't be strapped
Supreme and Black is downstairs, the engine runnin'
Find a bag to put the guns in and come