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By Law

Joe Budden

Rage & the Machine

2016

though, I know
Niggas 'round here we still live by code
Play this record if they kill me, yes the 5-0
I'ma always be a real nigga that's by law

See

a brand new car
So me and my lady can ride

Check, I wish y'all coulda seen me back in high school, backpack
Grey range black Ac'
Put a half a stack

a brand new car
So me and my lady can ride

Check, I wish y'all coulda seen me back in high school, backpack
Grey range black Ac'
Put a half a stack

can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert

has moved me heart and soul
So I do believe
It's a whole philosophy to me

I live by the groove
I live by the groove
If I can't feel it, baby
I

than a cold sprite
I been in my head tryna figure out if this right
I been in my bed side to side, turnin' all night
I been tryin' bad, but this feeling

How I Met My Ex

Dave

Game Over

2017

her when you're thinking about your words
She got me typing, deleting my messages then re-writing
In the hope that there's a smile when she's replying

plucking the fangs
Now I'm wrapped in the chains
Hoping them numbers will change
It feel like I'm barely able to run from the Cain
The loaf of bread got me

center and my back against the wall
Standing by myself but walking away tall
Humble in the way I'm talking with no gall
Stress over due like trying to pay

streets, nigga
Mask me up in grease
Sneaker game is lethal
N.Y., them eagles
Fly through, get high too
Fly as hell, might as well
Hire you the live

Skinny nigga this glock got a kick
Words like these birds watch me flip
You can live by the streets
Die by the streets
You can live by the streets
Die by

Pirate Jenny

Nina Simone

Verve Jazz Masters 17

1994

and to-do
You wonder who is that person that lives up there?
And you see me stepping out in the morning 
Looking nice with a ribbon in my hair

Pirate Jenny [Live]

Judy Collins

Forever: An Anthology

1997

and to-do
You wonder who is that person that lives up there?
And you see me stepping out in the morning
Looking nice with a ribbon in my hair

by
So take me to the chorus
I lay four part harmonies on paths that lay before us
We've been tripping to our knees, reality it bores us
Living in

along the
Embankment some of the street people
Reach out to him)

Spare me a penny, sir?

(Hartright stops, looks in his pocket
Takes out a coin)

This is

The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

A bruised and darknened soul
Spare me from the
Life that's full of misery

I don't want to live that
Way!
[X3]

I am so filled with pain
A bruised

in the middle
And I'm always gon' shine
'Cause I stay on the grind
I stay on the grind if you call and I'm busy
When you got spare time
It's 'cause I

a commodity I've got to spare 
So listen here		

Didn't put blood, sweat, tears in
To not be prepared when I got here, kid
It's on me, so you best to believe

trying to spread the message that was giving to me 
Live in the house, hop in the car 
Mentally drive that shit 'til you feel like it is yours 
I'm just

have to see the fire in your eyes, once again

Spare me your
Spare me your excuses
I will have to live with this
and I don't wanna pass it on to them

of the curve
They catching up to me now like they some entrepreneurs (some entrepreneurs)
While I dig down in my sorrow (in my sorrow)
Maybe it could've been

I don't want to talk now
Can we just leave it in the past now
All the memories please spare us
All of the pain that were feeling
I'm drowning now
I

Bouncing off the walls, ADHD
Full aggression for a nigga tryna test me
Feeling pretty hot now, please don't tempt me
We don't fuck around, my niggas