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Vivienne
Foot up on they necks
They gon' switch by the end
On they necks
I can't sleep shawty texting 3 am
Keep it g I don't know how to pretend

Stacking up

My Own Planet

Royce da 5'9"

Success Is Certain

2011

Hello? Can you hear me now you? 
You don't got a fuckin' choice
Elbowed my way into everybody's conversations
With rhymin', timin', and patience
Now

Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by

Give a Demonstration [Previously Unreleased Track]

Big Daddy Kane

The Very Best of Big Daddy Kane

2001

a great three-year duration
And Carol Lewis for the tour preparation
And Farrakhan for the righteous conversations
I can't forget the people all around

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

grab your nuts, duke
Cause that's the only way these niggas living in the 9-deuce
More murder by killing and slaying some shit
You fake on the two,

you sideways
Cum 2 times 3 times
Screaming my name

I love it when we talk
Conversation flows freely
Had girls in the past but with them I couldn't be

Mountain of a Heart

Chamberlain

The Moon My Saddle

1998

You like cigarettes in the morning after you've been out all night.
You like long conversations with me under moonlight.
You like the way I look in

I'm Wanted

Richie Sambora

Wild Wild West [1999 Original Soundtrack]

1999

to stop the process you know
Cover your chest I'll spray these through your thin vest
Feared like an outlaw from the East, getting stalked by Jim West

and tender
I feel the night by my side, Put me in for a ride
The city is a savior, she'll hold you till you're braver
Take hold of me, I've lost my way

He wasn't one to talk much when we'd pull off to school
I could never tell what's running through his mind
It'd be three more hours until those

than boulder. This destruction I've been holdin' and hidin' cause someone always tryna find me. But I got eyes in the sky and I Carry Jim. Mask.

way
It’s hard enough just to maintain
(It’s hard enough just to maintain)
So I do this and I do that
And i do enough just to Stay sane


VERSE 1
All my

playing like Chris Paul and shit
Money on my line trap got no 3 way
So don't call me bitch i'm callin' it
I think something iffy bout y'all
But it's enough

talking hallways
U-city wasn't only known for The good grades
I paved a way for myself
I didn't wait for nobody help
I YouTubed everything
That got anything

And Jim makes off in his khakis and lunch bag... off to his daily tech war / And Bill and Gene are working for Jesus... in the streets of Ward 24 // Goodbye

a gram, you need to get a scale
UPS ya figures, put your feet in the mail, bitch

Hook

Verse 2
Jim Jones:
I'm pumping Murder Was The Case by Snoop Doggy

to the 9 plus 3
Hear me rep it while I carry this message
Gunning for the top spot I don’t care to be second
Was depressed and couldn’t afford to go

fading

I make like 3 songs a week but they still say I'm weak 
Got an album on the way but I'm still at they feet
Just begging for respect think it's time

it's the way to feed you
Grinning and sinning while we give you the things you feast to
We taught drums to talk, we hummed and waltzed
Strummed without

a world where black lives Still
Don't matter, I'm way past thirty-nine

But I digress and rewind as I position my birth against and alongside several

Christmas
Surrounded by orange groves
Just off the 65; you could pass
It and never know


We're going to Strathmore for Christmas
Where Dad and Mom call home

a migraine with the way you do the worst 

But I give it all God that’s an A I put him first 


Verse 3:


Some may think I’m Batman but I’m only human 

I

Spent the 4th at Pete's house with his family and his cousin Greg
It was me and Jim Berlantz and my brother Doug

We lit firecrackers and held them

Jim and Aunt Kathy
Come down from Gustine
Quick with smiles and hugs; the way they’ve always been

We’re going to Strathmore for Christmas
It’s a twenty