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Authority militants
Marie Von Franz, Emma Jung, or hero journey into being impotent
Dancing with your god and smoking a blundt
On some horses in the Spanish

You and me
For eternity
Music and me
You and me
O-oh o-ohh, o-oh o-ohh
O-oh o-ohh, o-oh o-ohh
They listen to these songs, Ima have to let em' in
She

a coward
Wasted my time, every minute and hour
Us both killing music, man that plan it was ours
But that is all just dead in the dirt
A stone in a valley,

something to give in our own way
This music isn't a hobby or a profession or a lesson to learn in a session
I can't teach you my obsession for something

to complicate matters attempt to speak to you sensibly
TSc of hip hop searching for bombshells extensively
See how the tension be building before our eyes make

he can
Taking life by the hand 
Not letting his pride make the plan
Doing the best that he can 
Knowing he might hit a stand 
Still 
Feeling like his

Kalandanya music promotion
For everybody  that we lost

Just when I thought we made it biggie tambopangako ka money
Almost everything  we needed

gonna leave
You or mislead you
Cross my heart hope to die
With needles in my eyes
God created us for each other
We tougher than all the others
We

to turn into a young Frank White 

On the highway, Late nights 

moving packs with niggas

Trying to gentrify my music

I can't rap with niggas

Out in dc,

My Grandfather called to me		
Son, come here sit by my bed
cbout your music
I want you to know

That's when I heard his voice			
It was something he

straight like a noodle
Pilitt not stupid
prolly kicking knowledge to my tutors
Hoes hula-hooping up at hooters to our music
homie hot his hoe got too into it

off
If she’s on I’m on
If she’s off I’m off
If she’s on I’m on
If she’s off I’m... 

Words and Music by Noirre 
Featuring gavy g
© 2018 Pool Swimmer

up on my grind I felt at times that I was losing
That's why I'm Thanking God for the motivation that this music did
If I ain't have this voice I'd

Trynna heal blindness
And as a matter of fact, sometimes we listen to rap
Experiencing a lifestyle we don't actually have
Trying to escape from our crap

just give me the wheel I ain't Crashing
I rock blasé and OTY fashion
If you ain't number one
Then you last then
In her guts
While my music be blasting

reality attacks oh god he is me
Who's in to get it in music?
To get power and not abuse it
Who's in to get it in smoothly
Get out n mix our lives like

In rosy mantle appears, by music awak'd, the morning young and fair. From heav'ns angelic choir pure harmony descends on ravished earth. Behold

food on our table
I put bout 25 of my own life for this shit, on God
The OG saved my life, them oldies showed me light
I stay on the Westside till I die,

so we live by the fast dial
Money continuous like pi sum
Circle remain tight till the noose
Of life takes my life, one day ill make it right
We keep

soul, but my site
Too blind to see, to live the life you dream
Might cost you everything in life you believe

Thank God I made it out of hells pit
Knowing

as I come up
I'm surrounded by hoes
God I'm feeling so throwed
Gonna go down her throat
She gon' swallow the load of my cum up
Masochistic girls love

ZISTERS & BROTHERZ
Music & words by Fred Z

We are the god damn human race
We’re superior to every form of life
So I wonder what went wrong cause we

sophistication
Alotta manifestation
We emulating greatness
They should be honored by our lateness
Good music we all about that ye shit
Making black power

somewhere in the middle
How are you?
Just as focus as you
Strategizing on my moves
Yea I see god you know what to do
My fanbase grew in France did a show with