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Smokin' on Information

Snoop Dogg

This Is Gangsta Rap

2006

want a contract
I analyze'd all, information exposed in the air
Judge it for myself and told you my response as a player
Set up and had it, stretched

This Means War

Rizzle Kicks

Roaring 20s [Deluxe Edition]

2013

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So let the games begin
Man I jumped in head first
An expert with that legwork a dead cert for that net worth
Yes sir
Yeah no matter how

in yours)
Every time the police came to my door, I just hid my head low and prayed and watched a cartoon
It's a whole lot of y'all walkin' 'round

you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come

prominent when you a hunnit deep
Lames not in my caliber tryna gun for me
Talk is cheap it don't cost to stay silent
Before I'm caught wave riding  I'd drow

Yea
It's Vito
DNE
Mike D
Mike D
Yea
Yea
Tell them Niggas I ain't Playing Games
Tell them Bitches I ain't Playing Games
Tell the Judge I ain't saying

Ultralight Beam

Kirk Franklin

The Life of Pablo

2016

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Somewhere I can feel safe
And end my holy war
I'm tryna keep my faith

So why send oppression not blessings?
Why, oh why'd you do me wrong?

[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga

[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga

them dishes
She gon chew on my dick bubbalicios
She come up pucker up for some kisses

How you gonna judge me by the way I walk
How you gonna judge me by

budge me
In my head, don't judge me
I told her "No huggies
Miss me with the childish shit
Don't bug me"
On the edge, don't touch me
In my lane, can't

still with my old fams
Still getting wireless head that's with no hands
Listen, my grandma in composition
Compared to y'all is way beyond existence

I see my past everywhere
Don't stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
I got a war zone inside of my head
I made it on my own, they said I'd be in jail

It's crazy that's life
Seen him everyday, till he died
Don't judge no woman don't judge no guy
Before I give in man I'd rather die
Don't know how

Smokin' on Information

Snoop Dogg

IV: The Movement

2003

want a contract
I analyze'd all, information exposed in the air
Judge it for myself and told you my response as a player
Set up and had it, stretched

my head away
We gotta first world vision to comfty, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father

P Diddy:
Father

osier, and his face,
Rough-redden'd with a thousand winter gales,
Not only to the market-cross were known,
But in the leafy lanes behind the down,
Far

But that'll never happen
Take this war shit deeply
My young niggas starving in them
Trenches and they need me
They like, "Meek Milly
Won't you spit that

You can hear the end of the story by the sound of my feet

The earth could never budge me 
The sea could never nudge me
The sky could never judge me

vice
You can't watch dem boy too slight
They too lie
Don't bother judge no man by looking at their face
Dem so gon put you in the grave
Know Christ for

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die

Dive in first
I'll never thirst
While you're still in my head
Judge me by the things i've said but not the deeds i've done
The fear of love

War, war
Happens now
War, happens now
Boots, Boots to the ground
Walk in position
I'm making my way but the Lord sees the vision
I read and I listen

mama, want me D-E-A-D
That's why my attitude done got me
With another reputation but fuck jail
And tell the judge suck
My dick fuck probation i'm