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or die
Girl, The messages I'm textin, girl this love it got me distant
If I lost it all today would you just drop me in an instant
Girl I need you by my

got it from
But I don't run from family and turn my back against all of 'em
I hope these words'll cut deep, and trust me
I hate that you gotta hear all

you
But not completely, I was lost in line
So a part of me was optimized
Now my turn, everyone's gone
He lay the snake upon my shoulders
And he steps

Turn down the lights, let the blunted flow twist ya
Who got you open, yo if potent was the mixture
Bud, beer, Everclear to your liver
Once that

eastside shit on the speakerphone
I send work out to Georgia, it's all peachy though
Coke's all white, you think it was bleached by Ichigo
Getting money,

saw I was dying

What is the goal? Who did you tell
I know who you told, and once again all by myself
You can't keep your promise, I feel like Adonis
I

your eyes, and baby your shining so bright, like stars in the sky, you turn on so bright
and when you hit my phone, I start to excite, I know that we

vibe will turn out regular but didn't
I've been running this town with nothing on but flipflops
Shoot at all you niggas
Leaving all you

but it turned into no days,
Yes,
Holidays and birthdays always took trips taking turns on the highway,
Now you're looking at me sideways think I'm on my

Madame Joy

Van Morrison

The Philosopher's Stone

1998

the mind, have you got the mind

Here she comes walking
Here she comes talking
I do believe it's Madame Joy
She's walking by that old street corner

on
Turn your feet into flippers
Have some primal fun
Dance with a stranger in a Mardi Gras parade
Find an empty hammock
Take a nap in the shade

You can't

the music
Ooh, turn up the volume up to the sky

Let's play it loud tonight, yeah
I'm with you, when I'm not
We face it all together (hey, hey)
No

Like This

Mack 10

Hustla's Handbook

2005

deck it,
When I heard this beat knockin' foe' sho I had to wreck it,
C'mon!

Disrespect, get checked,
Snatch you up by your neck,
Young money

happiness turns into sorrow
I got dreams that you can borrow, oh 
 
Days go by... 
 
Table's turns as years go by
We never got to say our last god bye 
Time

whoa
Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa guy whoa whoa whoa 

I get sick and tired of the fuck shit
Don't you know that I

it grow up and then turn into sage

I'm turning the page let it burn in the flames

I murder the stage, you heard of me mayn


Imagine our people,

shit ain't really grew
You turn an "I" into a "we"
You'll never be a champion without the fucking team
They the family you choose
That's why it, hurt,

Turn around tryda hate on da low

Iono who need to hear it
U show em love den da hate gon go 
But how u no when dey done faked it before

Iono who dis 4

chasing money
Shit ain't no bunkbeds in a casket when you go out you going out by yo self 
So you gotta tell me if you care baby
For real man I need to know

and turn me on please
I love the things you tell me
I'd be happier if you left by now

Then we talked again
You said you didn't know what was in your head

buggin' with his patrons
Act now you could catch him Oh and by the way
If you look up in the crib you could find what they be trappin
Bitch you don't know

do you really wanna go
Look at me up and down, you can sit front row
With a flick of finger I turn you on light bulb
Winner winner chicken dinner

you ain't got no friends
Said you gon' call but I turn off your connection
Mad that I'm happy and bro you still need a wrench
I'm tryna help out
Just go

not gonna spew it
Bitch you don't gotta plan
If you did prolly blew it
Get on the gram and tell Glammy Mars
Got his money for a deal and hella bars
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