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next to my bed, it helps to ease the pain
It helps to get it straight, I think I got my way
Uhm rappin' what's poppin'
I'm lackin', no cappin'
I

Right there by the door, Yeah

This gone pop it off 
This gone top it off 
I'm in the paint like Andy Warhol 
This for all my dawgs 
I don't do

?

Probably 'cause I gotta tell myself another lie
'Cause that's what helps to get me by
'Cause I'm in Hell
This is my goodbye, farewell

Wanna hold you,

questions in my heart 
Left me wondering why I fell so hard
Why'd you have go so fast and go so far

CHORUS
Do you still think about me
and wonder bout that

on whoever out there tryna stop me
I get that bag Gucci Prada flag
Catch me in Japan with a mask
I be in the dark scheming with my mans
Cop it by the bow, blow

owned, yet what I do remember is
Jordan being my Super Nintendo arch nemesis
When it came to Street Fighter Two, he'd pick Blanka
And I'd Chun Li the shit

don't know what I mean
I can't fake where I came, my background ain't green screen
Get what I get nothing come in between
Bag it up
I remember when I

I'm falling on my knees hoping you'll call soon
I'm always thinking of ways I can get to your room
You say you won't leave me I hope that to be true

'm gonna fucking riot

I don't have to listen to any motherfucker
I don't need my bread buttered and I don't need my heart to flutter
Cos I can do that for

me, so he set me up because I got villainized by what he taught me, 
And he said he cared about my mum's other child Kwame, but when it came to suing

on the offense
Have yet to reach my peak
A Lion raised by a shepherd of sheep
I know what it's like to be ordered
Cross me I cross you up another alter alternative

that I have been
Handshakes are paper thin. Most men are made of tin
We have no common ground. So let's just get faded then

Rip open that sky. Buck that

Let's Do It [Amended LP Version; Version]

Coolio

My Soul [Clean]

1997

Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it! Get to it!
Let's do it!

Another Saturday night, and I'm feelin' kinda slothy
I

Paper Angels

Jimmy Wayne

Jimmy Wayne

2003

just while I'm shopping in the department store

[Chorus]
Paper angles you're in my thoughts and prayers
No matter where you are right now remember

and stacking it
You can see that I'm passionate
What is my purpose this shit ain't no accident
I got the drive in the whip I ain't crashing it
Don't need

wanna have side bitches
I tell her "Sorry, boo"
Matter fact
I'm in Malibu with one right now like "What it do?"
And FYI, it's "Fuck the police"
I never

Charlie Black, the baddest brother ever to rap
By the time I'm done, I'll have your bitch on my lap
And we go do that there, like a private affair 
Large

to read into
He called for back-up
So what'd you expected me to do?
To stand there like a horse at a feeding zoo?
Nah, I did what my feet should do
I tried

comes around (ayy)

My granny told me what's done in the dark must come to light
I recorded every night, now I got hella ice (ice)
Yes, I'm blessed

Alone by  myself and I did some reflection
I know i ain't perfect I still make mistakes
For my lil young one I do what it takes

Foot on they necks I

in the zone
Im on a roll


Im in control 
Collect the toll
Cant cross me bitch
I run the roaadss

I do what I do
And I get what I want
I put in

'm protecting your head and your smile

Build a Legacy, picture wedding and having a child
Proven effort, I do my best to go the extra mile

All the excess I do

Here to kill you pussies, don't ask what we came for
I write 'til my right arm veins sore
Forearm feel like Thor's arm in a gang war
You hear that,

bredrin
For man and women
My women and children
Yeah yeah
God bless the child that can hold his own
I gotta align my crown Chakra just to get in my zone