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fault, I just be thinking on a black queen
But all these black thots the first ones to keep me company 
I’m tryna wrestle with a bantamweight
Tell Meisha

Where I'm At

50 Cent

Am I My Brother's Keeper?

2011

now I'd much rather be
'Cause, goddamn it, I'm glad that I'm me
I said if you could be where I'm at (bye bye)
You'd wanna be you too (I'ma be good

exhaustive
And I try not to listen to nonsense
But if you bitches are tryin' to
Strip me of my confidence
Mission accomplished
I'm not God-sent, Nas, Rakim,

My nigga
Won't you tell Perth where
The fuck you from?

I'm from the land of the gangbang
Since I was little
Ain't a goddamn thang changed
It's

on me
Bring ya friends I'm with the guys that's the shorties
Said she horny baby lay it on me
We could hop in the ride
I could tell by the look in your

You gon' make me lose my mind
Will considerate it, I'm over here still debating like

True though
I see your true tone
I'm a soul man, like the Blues

Don't be surprised by repeated behavior
Fool me once but there's no fooling me twice
Fuck nigga fee so I'm raising the price
Don't dap me, don't touch me

rhymes I'm killing

I was once the laughingstock, pharmaceuticals had me by the cock
What is that shock to you?
Well it's shockingly true, the truth you

you the deuce
You really a real one
So I'm givin' you real love
And I tell you you look good
You lookin' at IG, you tell me it ain't enough
You lie

long, I`ve been alone too long
need someone, to show me what love means
oh no, I know I`m not a star I`m not a shining star

Just a face in the crowd I´m

people witness me do what I do, of this game I'm a student
You ain't make it to class, you was truant, I can't give you a pass, that'd be foolish
They can

looking back considering how my day unfurled
It was Friday it was payday it was gonna be off the scale
But I never even made it out and I’ll tell you

the
Deceased but
I'm too quick
I'm rushing
Loving
On Something else
Can't help
Me feel like
I'm no good
For nothing
Feeling
I'm dreaming help
Help the
Deceased

Gettin' It

Too Short

Gettin' It (Album Number Ten) [Clean]

1996

in the street
The ghetto's been good to me
I'm never gonna to turn my back
The true and living so I got to kick the facts

You should be gettin'

being fragile
I'm sorry I'm baffled, I feel so confused
I feel like I am not cool
I should stop being me, instead be something new
Shit, I feel like I

At my London home they'll be safe with me

Don't forget my wife

She's a thorn, it's true

(Suddenly, with gusto)

Wait!

Oh, God i'm good!

I know what

trust him?
Prolly not
I finally called her, tell her Walter sent me, "My name Tahj"
She asked me what's the color scheme that we gon' wear to prom
I'm

Beat him black and blue, then stick your knife into him too

Oh where, oh where, oh where, oh where is he?
Where is he, oh, bring him to me
Come on,

I can tell that my flow's too clean
It is clean, not school's esteem
The future is good in a dream
Right now, it is bad, I deem

The future does not

break you in too(two?)

Stop feelin' sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from

swishin', never missin'
On this beat I'm rippin'
Call me Shannon Sharpe
Cuz when my shit play you will not be skippin'
Throw them H's up
Throw 'em up, like

battles, Glu’? True
I share the narratives
‘Cause I’m fatigued, too- nigga
The difference is I’m wearin’ ‘em!
It’s soldier shit
Fold ya shit, left to leak

me by the tail, tail, tail

I'm not going to tell you my story
But it's too long to say because my name is Wayde
She wouldn't stop man. My story's too

Mortal Man

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,