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an emancipated minor. For me, music was the answer to everything. I was kind of naive, but it made so much sense at the time. I really had nothing to lose. Any
happened
Not a break for a bit
I was gone with no backing
Cut my connections off
Wrote this album and packed it
Every word in this bitch
Bet your ass that it
in my family
Named Danny
And I'm not sure
Where he is today
He's Vera's son
And we visited them once
And he showed me music
That he
Made on his
Four noble truths, I get straight, meditate like a Buddhist
Free feeling, free falling into the music
Free ballin, sprawling, like the rudest nudist
(Get funky)
Three, four, three, four, '99
She the new hero 'cause she's so divine
Unaffected by the system, she'd rather die
Than write a rap for
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
on me
I'm pleading
For the Mercy of Gaia
I'm asking that you try a sustainable lifestyle
So our grandchildren can have a place where they can smile
Some
but never convicted
Prozak, King Gordy, Tecca Ninna Self Inflicted
ACCESS DENIED(4x)
(Tech N9ne)
I don't make my music for no mother fucking whites
I
your face
Four for the symbols, five for the hi hat
Six for the drum roll, seven now where that rhyme at
"
(music, please)
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like the hand on the watch
To the, tick-tock yah don't stop
To the, tick-tock yah
the room I absorb the mood
Positive vibe supplied by a positive crew
And negativity exist and you must acknowledge
You can be intelligent and never go
down, Flipmode Squad
Aiight now, you know
This is serious thing behind the
Music that we're doing
It's like, music, for me man
It mean, it means
this dynamic you and Tyler have on
Songs where you're both featured he's got a
Sort of big-brother complex
– half protective
Half intimidating are you
Clarks, music blastin', laughin' with the whip in park
Bodies for lunch, they eat those
Old school guns is like old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin'
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
the have-lots robbed from
The don't haves
Where the caps lock's lost in the phone tap
Emojis minus emotion and vocab
Seven years passed
Let me parse you for part
For a silly gold chain by a chump (Word up)
It doesn't make you a big man (And)
To want to go out and dis your brother man
(And)
You don't know that's
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
music for thirty years, even when he was on heroin
That’s why he hires very very very attractive backup vocalists
This guy seemed to have adopted a Jason
Through domains unknown where the cursed spirits creep
With positivity's power, their malice we sweep
Beat the curse, win the fight,
Be positive, shine
the music, will let me ride"
Rebel Music free the pain inside, until this day in my ghetto
I hear echoes, where anger cry, feel me?
I bring tears
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