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goes
That's just how it goes
That's just how it goes
Living in the city and nobody knows
Where you been, where you go, who your friends with
That's just

Chorus: 
You don’t know what I do, I don’t know what you on 
You don’t know if it’s right, I don’t feel that’s it’s wrong 
Happiness in living your

Dead of night, silver lining
In my life, everything
Did it twice, grip the mic
What's your vice, everything
Do or die, that's fight or flight
My

the slide to the George Orwell world
In the words of his father he crucified the great republic
That the Bushes were pissing on and the Clintons had sold out

I.T. but look at me
In my eyes a woman is way stronger than me
She was given the greatest ability to bring life in this world
A man couldn't handle that

Open your eyes ya best believe it. Mr. Ahmad
Ahberry is now deceased. I can't stop grieving. It's easy
for a white man to kill a black man in vain but

can get an eye jammy
So save the sob stories for a storybook
And look, Jack-in-the-box can take a lickin'
But I'm never gettin' took
By Uncle Scam

Smokin' too much, got my eyes lookin' Asian Come from the bottom like a fuckin' basement
Bust yo bitch down, gotta strap up the latex I'm movin' in silence,

where I stay
Bladed up and faded up, bubble eyes on the street
I pick my heat for them haters, and baller blockers I meet
I get peeped in this game,

on 'cross that old Rabun County line"

Quarters, she said to my buddy
"You a doctor?  You a soldier
I can tell by your style, boy, you a high roller"
She

propaganda
Line to Stanza, George Costanza Pull your Pants up, she's a good dancer, I'm in a sweater, But I won't sweat her, Write her a letter, page One,

Movie

Hoodie Allen

People Keep Talking

2014

I'm like Matthew McConaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father
She

Movie

Hoodie Allen

People Keep Talking

2014

like Matthew Mcconaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father
She loves

and not a day goes by
I don't wish I used protection
Probably be paid in the shade
Dicking bitches named Amy and Gretchen
Oh well! This Bud's for you
Chase

Garbage Bag '94

Necro

Rare Demos and Freestyles, Vol. 1

through your fucking tits (*Echoed*
OWWWW!)
Nigga you get jooxed with a spike
And me and my homeboys dig in your stomach and take the posse lice
Termites

like me caught cases and never told
Stick to the code, you cracker men make your own rules
But that's only if you really in the for movement
Got my

fam, I ain't keeping a promise
What do you expect from a kid who's in college
Yeah, I got a lotta credit so you know Imma charge
New rims, DVD's, lava

apart
Just get up and start again
There always will be the next train
Your gifts have taken place at my table
I keep my socks eaten by your dog
Please,

I kind of believed you when you said your nights were lonely
Until the day that  I came by
But when you whispered that I was your one & only
That was

leave them encased in this trap
My life as lab rat
But I'm sick of this lab
The simulations crashing I can tell
Close my eyes and see numbers and graphs
I

Dream Camera

Joe Ely

Hi-Res

1984

walked a crooked mile, I know 
I had more time than money, I had no place left to go 
Closed my eyes and chose a destination like any good refugee 
I

killed by police, it still hurts a lot
Don't ever let their memory die
Keep them in your mind's eye
And sing to the sky
Oooouu; Talk to the one you lost,

Hussein Bo
Come through causing major pain, you damning in this Wayne flow
And most you niggas sign your life, away I told the game, no, no, same
Boat

Hope

Body Count

Fabolous

There Is No Competition, Vol. 2: The Grieving Music EP [Clean]

2010

green over here
Green like the kush's
I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes
We don't chase money 
we chase dreams
Rub this money in your face,