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you're
I did it mom you'll be so proud
Aye D clouds roll I see you smile
Aye lil bro this house may not have room
We got three more
Sum by the coast so

It's 7:15 and I find you're gone
By 10 to 11 you text
Telling me you're done
3pm I'm pulling up
Outside your house
Guess I can't let you go (no)
Not

or our drop Mercedes? (Uh-huh, uh, uh)
Baby, baby

I was in one bedroom, dreaming of a million
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's

Been Around the World

The Notorious B.I.G.

No Way Out

1997

or our drop Mercedes? (Uh-huh, uh, uh)
Baby, baby

I was in one bedroom, dreaming of a million
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's

I'm scared of kicking her out
By the fourth night dawg, she living inside my house
Give her one night to see what she's about
Two nights, still can't

Yeah  say it real quick
Freedom
We still fight for our freedom
They trying to take away our freedom
Why?  I don't understand
Don't just talk about it

to smile about
How many times you fly to my house?
Still trying to count
Better shut your lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out
You probably

mouth feel like a inch up in them trenches, still
Making moves by any means to transcend
The hood had the whole of him, tried to make a mole of him

we did it by ourselves
From the road trips, to the studios
All those times we was chilling in my house
Those times are the times
That I'm thinking

Drive by my house late at night
You can see from the freeway above
Well, no silhouette, but a light left on
Burning there for love, burning there

me she they with one whitey
my inheritance now turned unto strangers our houses to aliens disvirgin our maids for their gorgeous gardens
seems justice

be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen, in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment

FOR AN ANGEL
ARE WE FORGOTTEN STILL?
ON THIS SULLEN MOUNTAIN
IN THE HOUSE OF THE FALLEN SOULS
 
SUNBEAMS KISS OUR MONUMENT
BUT THEY WON'T WARM IT UP

Fighting with my brothers
Demons fleeing by the thousands
Coming to they territory
Burning down they houses
Army of the Lord
Got the enemy surrounded
A Holy

Down the Line Joint

Mark Curry

Life Story [Clean]

1999

false alarm
They want to do us harm like I'm nervous
Live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down
Then drag us out
It's all about niggas that

can you claim you're here to save us all
When you want us on our knees
Seig heil and praise the lord

Carnage Impoverished our house is not a home
We

at your
shadow
But it has been squished by some statue some bricks it's
House

Our house
Our house
Our house
Our house

For our entire village was but a compound house
Yes the culture of Africa, though the child may belong to one household
It took an entire community in

a house
That art provided
Gives relief in the slightest
But still knowledge of the highest

Life moves faster the longer you live it, so at a moment's

inclined to reflect Him point and line
Yes a distance tho connected but we'll see Him manifested
Here our training elected till received by Him perfected
Beg

it all got ruined by something you can't control
And now you're left with a fallen house and a broken door
When the dust settled we went to check

You still my baby, our love is still amazing

I met you at the damn mall
I ain't even have a damn car
I bought you a piece of pizza
With my new platinum

way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
We've all got blood on our

Remember that time you called me crying
Coz i wasn't by your side then
You said you loved me 
Sitting in our house you said you felt like dying 
Coz