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#2:  It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1:  Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:

"In My Bag" It
Was his first real regional hit
He made a music video for the song and
Even worried briefly that
He couldn't top it's success it
Led

he dropped
On the hip-hop world

If Frank Ocean wanted to play you a song
You'd drive across town in
The pouring rain, right? That's how we've
Ended up

The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

hand's steady
My mind is still clear

I hear the ghost songs and old
Jumpin', jivin', moanin'
Through a hard broken microphone
Wait

Life is

a flame
A blue flame jumping off a gas stove
Somebody lit i was three years old
I felt fear, real fear
For the first time in my life but i
Remember it also

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

Hop 
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's

and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They

Magica Story

Dio

Magica

2000

of
his God. Lately though, he had been visited by many
temptations in his dreams. Promises of pleasure,
riches and power raced through his sleeping mind.

please take your aim at me 

Cherish the thought 
Of always having you here by my side 
Cherish the joy 
You keep bringing it into my life 
Cherish your

No, no, that's good that's my passion

Farrakhan was not correct about
Everything in his
Career, but those points resonated with many
As he dispatched

and some Macs all big gats
Then I went to see my connect like
"Where the bricks at?"
He made me spend, I paid for ten
But brought twenty bricks back
Then I

a game?"
"Just like old times" but now
Nothing feels the same
Thought that I was in for something good
Not horror, now
He controls every action I can take,

at that old Neil Young concert doc, Heart of Gold, where he sings songs from Prairie Wind Anyways, it was at that old Neil Young concert documentary, Heart

A knowledgeable guy

He seems chill

And he showed me
How to find new
More interesting samples

And he
Made my songs
Way better
And he
Never leaves you hanging

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night

version of his old whip.

During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar

This is a simple song, gonna write it for a friend
My shirt is inside out, I'm messy with the pen
He met Margaret on our rooftop, she was wearing

to him.)
	PILATE
I will not have my fwends widiculed by the common soldiewy.
(He walks slowly towards the other GUARDS.)
	PILATE
Now ... anyone else feel

the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,

soldiers, familiar to him now
He sits back and all he can sing is

Old songs, old songs
I hear you comin', hear you comin' for me
And old songs now,

creature, but he has a grasp of its forelock
Indeed, my Lord is on the straight path
So if you turn away, I have still conveyed the message with which I was

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't