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Swimming in thoughts- I'm drowning in pain
Been frowning, and downing these things
Huh
Surrounded by brown in a lil white town
They stacking some

Moving so fast I cant be stopped
Always be roast, no coffee-pot
Stop, pause, take my pulse
Drummers be drumming you can feel the pulse
Moving

ones
Cant care about a hoe Uh

Bitch i need my baggage coming by the load
Disrespect me and I'm a let it go I don't really care
You don't even know tryna

know, you gotta know there's no love in the street
Power, what it takes to succeed
You gotta know, don't be controlled by the things you can't see

I'm

I'll Do Anything/I'm Sorry

Ginuwine

Ginuwine...The Bachelor

1996

can't you tell by the look in my eye)
I'll do anything 
That's my word is bond (I like that)
Please forgive me (please forgive me I'm sorry)

You gone have to bury me in these dawg
Bury me in these nigga!
Casket ready
Yea yea

You gone have to bury me in these, I got these slippers in

with a belt
You know a joy like you, ay I just can't describe
You light me up on them days with the longest nights
If I didn't have you, I would lose

(I'm tired)
But I love these hoes (I'm lying)
I wish you was my hoe (I’m trying)
I’m hoping for that though (I'm dying)
Lady you so hot, you got that

lungs
All these blunts to the face but u my fav drug
U in the crowd i'm on stage but u the only one
I see my attention these bitches can't get none
You

I’ve pictured it again, you and me at like six
I’m just tryna count to ten
You and me at six
I ain’t talking 'bout the band
A thousand of these

FuckIng these ratchet bItches
These pretty gIrls are no fun
Im watchIn who Im wIth
You cant come by If I don't know ya no

Cus If you see what I see
Then

Guilty Conscience [A Cappella]

Dr. Dre

Guilty Conscience

1999

he's bad for you
You know what, Dre? I don't like your attitude

These voices, these voices, I hear them
And when they talk I'll follow, I'll follow,

Bernard Spilsbury
From Grandads to old biddies,
Young men to little kiddies!
You want homicide or suicide, or can't decide
Well come inside and see

Bernard Spilsbury
From Grandads to old biddies,
Young men to little kiddies!
You want homicide or suicide, or can't decide
Well come inside and see

life adores you, you'll get all of these incredible things…

Whether that be success, love, happiness, to travel, good health, a joyful marriage, loving

things
I can't ever go back
I made my own path
Why you always overreacting
I'm just gonna do me
I aint switch up, you switched on me
Don't make this harder

here insane
All the things going on in my brain
Trying to maintain
Find a better strain
Keep me sane
Lost in these waves (wild) like my damn name
Wiley

a Trixie thing, I need a litty thing
That Ripleys Believe It or Not type of thing
I need all typa things bey
I just cant explain this shit
You know food,

From the jump, I ain't care what they said
Beats me, she got me dead
And I suppose, these rabbit holes
Are so deep, yeah we know regret
You took a chance

Dead Wrong

Nate Dogg

Girl Interrupted

2002

These ho's be walkin round broke thinkin they superstars

Them things they get in cars, Awnaw
Never been here before
But if you want a war you better

a little fishy to me
What kinda fish can we put in there?
A shellfish that loves the Kelp

What makes the things that make who you are
Methodically mowing

here standing by my side
Wanna be with you
Doesn't matter then, just matters now
We've got the right to carry on
And say good bye to these things oh yeah

real shit, that's why these haters becoming like flies
Get it, don't let these lines go over your mind
But I'mma keep shitting, on 'em I hope you don't

These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch,