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Hampton said
Come up off the tempo
We about to swing
Big bands were a big show
They were written by the kings
Whose suits were dripping Henderson too,
Check

the backwood

You get a pole and try to act hood
And then you wanna rip yo street like it ain't hoes up in that hood
Get a pole and hit that hood
And I do it by

A Little More Time to Love

Steven Curtis Chapman

The Glorious Unfolding

2013

of a family
So many hungry for bread
On the left and the right surrounded by the last and the least
And just down the street and just across the table

me pour somethin
In the streets it get cold
Have your nose runnin
Got a stick on my hip
Finna blow somethin
Take a trip for the bands I be road runnin

I know you're sad now
All alone and saying that you've had enough
We talked for hours
Once about the girl you used to love

You both said you'd give

I'm at the peak
Came From The Bottom like cracks in the streets
Yea, I'm only in it for the B.A.G'z
I'm not like you
You not like me
I came from

I was serving junkies out the peephole
Ran the streets I could be a keynote
Young n*ggas dying for the C notes
All we ever wanted was a kilo
Shoot

Im their bad dreams, Night mares sad scene
Y spear has beens, Tie their gag screams
Hi their cash these, I blair rap dreams
Like were dam fiends,

off
I'm seein' murder like the all-seein' eye by the dollar
Evil's runnin' through my veins, got no love for a coward
All my life committin' evils,

never follow trends
Keep me out your drama, I'm too focused, chasing bands
Hate how much I love you, cause you just my type
Here we go again, say i'm

har svart outfit, känner mig som Batman
Och jag tar min Batmobile svänger av vid Love Street
Gör en drive by, skjuter av, dödar massa liv, ye
Fuck love

And no be by my power
Baba God iwo lo shomi shomi
Shoutout to the fans showing love
You give me life you know
Shoutout to the haters wey dey diss wey dey

And no be by my power
Baba God iwo lo shomi shomi
Shoutout to the fans showing love
You give me life you know
Shoutout to the haters wey dey diss wey dey

And no be by my power
Baba God iwo lo shomi shomi
Shoutout to the fans showing love
You give me life you know
Shoutout to the haters wey dey diss wey dey

have that
Nigga put your bands up
Nigga where your armor?
All this money I just ran up
It got my pockets flowin'
And these streets got  lot of love for

make love in between them sheets
All you can eat on me, it's a feast
Have fun wit' me while I run these streets
So sweet, so rough, so tough, so bad

Love me or love me not this shit could get confusing

I need a ride or die to hold finger back from shooting

Had to hit the streets because his

you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love

Five tint with the curtains we got Benzes they got hearses
Penthouse by the docks I'm on a yacht I'm eating urchins
They got lines me I got verses

she gone leave and its
Sad that you love her
Cuz she for the streets
But you still gonna trust her
You asking her question
You making your statements

Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam
Here I stand as a dysfunctional man
Quick-tempered, short-fused, and pissed at God
Demons pullin' at my soul

Love Is Like Oxygen

Sweet

Level Headed

1978

gonna spend my days in bed
I'll walk the streets at night
To be hidden by the city lights, city lights

Love is like oxygen (love is like oxygen)
You

gonna spend my days in bed
I'll walk the streets at night
To be hidden by the city lights, city lights

Love is like oxygen (love is like oxygen)
You

really be peeping the signs he can tell if it's love or you chasing the bankroll
A real one ain't going leave when it storm she going stay by your side