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we ain't ballin by accident
Shoot for the moon not surprised that we passing it
Hop on the scene, fit is too clean
Money keep counting like money

Mr. White Flag
You gave up 'cause you are just dead
Mommy and daddy won't tuck you into bed
Now you should quit
Man, that is the spirit!
Heya! On this

No Greater Love

Exile

Below the Heavens

(There is no greater love)
'Cause on the real y'all there is no greater love
People try all the time trying to break us up
We keep it high up in

votes were heard

For what it's worth, that "democratic" election could be yours

Blinded by the Right

It's the beginning of the end

Now Big Brother is

of the face of the Earth?
You died a painful death
Caused by a beautiful lady and her Gods
Your story is more than over
You're finally, rightfully, dead

me feel like I'm a dentist (mhmmm)
I'm a menace on the block Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
I could drop anytime lil nigga independent (uh huh)
In

Or appetite for destruction
And a thirst for your mama
Either way I keep it going
'til that thang is empty
Been nice since Mike Tyson
Punched Soda Popinski

special thoughts at, for Christmas?

Well, Yoko, it is Christmas
And my special thoughts
Of course, turn towards eating

Ha! Ha! Ha! All right so, eating

uh ohh uhh
uh ohh uhh
uh ohh uhh
(spoken)cant you tell by the sound im _____
CHORUS
Mr.Incredible 
got me sayin to my momma you dnt know him like i

Riding round the city with my guys uhuuh
Swag is on a different oh my guy uhuuh
Call me Mr gentleman alright mr GentleMan
We do this all the time all day

nigga sound so passionate)
(Yea)
I need that action and I need it first
Coming in second, like what could be worse
Missed opportunities chauffeured by

fucked by everything obvious
That you should understand too 
But you're too stupid to get it through your head
I might as well just talk to the dead

R.I, P to the dead, Hate you was taken from your physical.
Your soul, I still see it, this world I live in is Digital.
Revelations, both political

Oh that's funky
That's funky like nine cans of
Shaving powder that's funky!
Cm'on with it again fellas!

Me Being Fresher than everyone is evident

Tell me who would ever just imagine this? A lonely road with jus two people, still can crash in it
Two people deeply in love can get so passionate
I

up hanging round by them alleys
Street cats creeping like Mr O'Malley
And the polices mission is to make you unhappy
Shoot em down we finna light em up

drained
Ain't got nothing to gain
Can't you see its the pain
I'm trapped by all of these chains 
Weighed down by mistakes
Surrounded by so many snakes
This

As the World Turns

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

turn burnin' paths, starin' through my rear view
It's a war goin' on, and the President is in too
I hear Tu-Pac sayin', "Watch 'em they'll kill you"

I wouldn't return, nigga, imagine it
A lot of growth happening, people say I'm the catalyst
Shit work out when you authentic and passionate
Shine

pass a nigga by
Im only fuckin wit u when ur ass is in the sky
I just wanna smash it u get passionate its by
Stop all that talkin trash shit and pass it

needed
The masters of suffering gotta
Have some relief
No more relaxing in that passenger seat
This is
Our country and our chance to redeem it
I got

Where's Mr. Voorhees, sir Freddy Krueger
Fuck Michael Myers, bitch on the bed begging me to do her
And that's how it goes, cuz my life is radical

infancy (infancy)
Yeah I'm fresh as fuck
Ladies Call me Mr. Clean (skrttt)
I swear it's in my genes (aye)
My name is Triple B
I'm a hard boy hitter
You can

B is President" made me wanna MC
Made me wanna be the D to the E
Crowned 310 King, of Los Angeles City
Behold my life
Registered guns and Rambo knives