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on my back
All I do is eat and sleep
Run the street with that steel pack

You know the lost boyz got
With timbs and jeans
Field jackets, and hats coverin'

wake the dead, you would swear it was a seance
Niggas sleeping on me, shit, like I'm something to lay on
All these bells around, shit, I need something

define us
Biggest fan of me, is I
If you'd my eyes
Every one of my lyrics would be
Met with a gasp or a sigh
Challenged my guilt
When I kenned the extent

be no trouble to you
For I will be back in the course of a year

Talk not of leaving me here, lovely Johnny 
Talk not of leaving me here by the shore

We dumpin over you
We do walk-bys, skip-bys, bicycle-bys
Waterhose douse-bys
Bush-in-front ya-house-bys (yes)
Bein a rider is more than sound effects

Emily

Joanna Newsom

Ys

2006

forever
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror

Anyhow, I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names

bitches chilling where I lay
Don’t fall in love with no one homie stay up in yo lane
Cause when she leaves, you’ll need a hundred bottles just to numb

funny how you try to lay up wit' me
As soon as I'm in it like Ye on the beat
It's crazy how much you would know
Yeah, It's crazy how much you would smoke

mind (that's right)
All me wan' you by mi side
That's why my ah hunt fi di cash all night
New plug fi di streets so me get di money
How tings ah go

thinking of sucking blood like leeches

But we are aware and it is like a stone that we throw at you

We make decisions in the moment, but what is really

Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank
Miss me with that shit
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Miss me with that shit, bitch

Now, it happened
A case

now
Hell raiser just like mama raise a child up
Wax
Gimme that
In the club like 30 racks, slatt
Balmain Jack,
In the field, richard mill
How you ball

you say to me?
When you play in the bench
You can hate with ease
But I’m thinking that they like me, J Dupri
And I’m betting if I cut
Them they would

Homeboyz

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

rollin' in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
Out

Homeboyz

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

a million, by hustlin since my adolescense
From crack dealin to rap villain, my new profession
Who wanna see me at eight deep, fuck 3D
You coward ass

to you's an easel

You need more colour in your lines
Bro might start slipping if he
Thinks I'm scared of him
Man wanna battle me? I'mma take care of him

I'm just stuck in all my problems
They're killing me
Hallucination slowly turns reality
I used to promise I would never touch sniff
That's a lie; I just

and start a new family tree
They ain't wanna see me in the game but I got to the door now I'm turnin' the key
Invested like 50 thousand in myself, they say

on the horizon is covered by a clear blue sky. So deep and volumetric, it is mesmerizing in its purity. And if you look at it for a long time, it seems it could

Damn i can't believe it ended
Just doesn't make sense but you know what?
This is the last time I'm gonna try
And get in contact with you
After this

a lot, just bought a brand new glock like he aint have two
Hold on wait, fountain on my stones
Bathing apes, Bouncin on my toes
Shawty playin with me but I

Fuck the Media

The Terrorists

Terror Strikes: Always Bizness, Never Personal

But I don't give a fuck about your ass 

See, ya'll just mad a nigga rolling in cold cash 

I'm down with Rap-A-Lot, now I got a lot 

And I'll be

...But Home is Nowhere

AFI

Sing the Sorrow

filled with dust. 
We kissed in the fields 
And under the trees 
Screaming like dogs, 
Bleeding dark leaves. 

It was empty on the edge of hands

an internship, ugh
I gotta get it in
If it ain’t me
Then who is it then
I fell in love with
the Benjamin’s
Swear Mr. Franklin a better friend
Say you that nigga