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play my song a hundred thousand times 
Cause he know ima make it rain a hundred thousand times 
Now you should be counting yours don’t be counting mines

freak in the sheets
Lifestyle growing money trees
Kung hei fat choy bitch I'm vietnamese
Ima make you sing and dance fuck a glee
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pray and make my restitution
I be thou most blessed of my generation
I got a hundred thousand dollar bill and it aint easy
Heard my music haters robbed

everything I do be large
I praise the most high, they ain't think I make it this far
Okay, okay, my outfit couple thousand, used to wait for layaway
I smoke

The following movie is rated NC7teen
What would you do for a couple lil' dollars
Would you make a lil' nigga go out and bleed
I lost myself inside

that plank
I'm never gonna dance for them
To rubber stamp with my crotch in hand

Don't you let them make you lose your (Don't you let them make you lose

This song isn't encouragement
Rather, it's a song disguised as a lesson of do's and do not's
I want to make sure that you do not travel down my road,

I'm pennin' on a pad
Make a reverend wanna rant, make the devil wanna dance
All the way to heaven get him beggin' for a second chance
Like whoa, as I

see them drowning by the thousands in the Red Sea
Thought I'd surely die, until You made a way for me
Now I'm singing out my heart in victory
As I shake

the realest shit you'll ever hear, them man had to shed a tear
All the issues that I go through make it hard on Fred's career
And, damn, my nigga Woo, I still

by them don’t give a fuck about my gen-
Eration you aint my mate like yerba lemon elation
Patience is the key when writing these poems
Make it sure its

back stand by thats a threat to my black life  
Ready to grab 44 because of 45 
Two hundred thousand Americans plus died 
Never been on pace to make

2 Minutes & 21 Seconds of Funk

Coolio

My Soul

1997

Straight up collected it, cool and calm
crowbar in my hand and my skeleton brick still works like a charm 
Who's the rawest?
My shit is flawless  
Had to be

My generation makes these graves he said, I didn't serve enough time

And the voices of the city spoke to me like lambs
The slaughterhouse, the useless

am all that I fear most
Inhuman and divine
Forgive me and my desperation
Fully out of my mind
A thousand thoughts that aren't my own
Lucid and on fire

I won't be sold
cnd they will not steal
My burning soul
Is my own to heal

I wanna know
cnd I wanna feel
The way our love grows
When we make it real

dem engine runnin'
Just-just-just make a duppy 'bout a week ago (week ago)
Don't you make di dancing fool you though (fool you though)
Shot di bwoy

it means nothing 
Heard it a thousand times from you
It never made a difference 

All my thoughts are just sounding like noise 
Thrown about, left me

low
I just checked my balance 20 million and some more
Bounce that booty baby pick them euros off the floor
Everytime that booty shake you make me throw

You could use a vacation
Drink in your hand and the harder you dance
I swear right now it look
Like you on a vacation
Gotta get away, make it happen

shawty by my side
Let's dance

I like that, yeah
I like that, yeah
I like that angel runnin' fingers through my hair
I like that, yeah
I like that,

live says you ain't a Brit
They're deportin' our people and it makes me sick
'Cause they were broken by the country that they came to fix
It's like

on the right side

Groove, baby, groove on the light this time
Groove, baby, on the right side
Dance, baby, to the light
You're lookin' good
Dance, baby,

(yeah)
Where are they today? (Yeah)
Could've swore I hung them by they skeletons
Somewhere in my motherfuckin' place (yeah, yeah, 'cause)

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