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Can't Kill the Boogieman

Eric Burdon

My Secret Life

2004

Crazy lazy days back in The UK
Art school we wore a gang sweatshirt
Guess what it said
My political stance was to get people to dance
And still

Man Of The Year

Lil Wayne

Too Hot

2012

wishing they could be tall
Letting all their fake friends use them like a free stall

Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man

coughs
Drop me a perc in my blue fanta pop
.2 on the dash can't get caught by the law
I am a beast i eat everything raw
I do it all out here i got dirty

said, see you later
I'll see you in four years
They've been abused and used in order to get votes by Democrat politicians

All about control
When you're

ones to give up on you 
In the mind you live this world all by your lonely 
Dry relationships can't get no love from shawty 
None but evil glares I swear

just love to be alone 
Privacy helps me focus man if you know you know
Had to take the time off to cut all the noise
First time in my life i did it by

See the people rising in the streets
While you sit back so comfortably
You're in a bubble that you know will never pop
Until the proles get uppity

where you at now
Now look where you at now
Dead
Lyin' on that ground
By yourself
Is the way out now, yeah

Handed em' my checks just to get a Couple texts

Hhu ah ah ah



Will all be wanting, something it
Only yah robbi fit to grant it
A lot of people in my trenches
We all been seeking for your mercy

I

honey was lime?
I'm not teaching you to dougie, my rhymes dance in ya mind
Don't need you to pop ya pussy, I want you to close ya eyes
'Magine all of your

all of my friends
All of this evil man when will it end?
But I turn on the TV nothing different
Is anybody out there, are you listening?
And people

could be home cakin’, just loving it all
But the sacrifice was worth it, man the raps is getting heard and
Now the fam is steady murderin’, and my life is

Maintain
Sustain
To have a good day
I'm tryna get my shit in order
All I wanna do is be stronger
I'm mentally fucked and I'm mentally scarred and I got some

into this so someone feel it
Do it all for my brothers and my mom so ima kill shit
And on some real shit
I've had a lot of pain that most people don't

him we gone make it
Saving all my pennies just for safety in case a rainy day
Daddy locked up its all good imma be a man
I barely get to see all of my

San Juan fills my scantron

If every molten shower out in Okinawa fueled by smoking powder

pays my broken power send my folks the flowers)

if it's

was never born to flex
Only shit I spit is the truth
Your friends showing off to get checks?
Bitch, get the fuck out my booth

All of your lyrics with

my music like they reading Brail
They compare me to people that sell
You won't believe what I made off of zelle
You won't believe all the things I was

These people come and go, come and go, they come and go away from me

They come and go, but you will never know that though
And them my brothers from

Why them shots never stick to your man, man
My mother said "don't let the success go to your head"
My brother said "stunt for all them years we never

buyin' kicks and gettin' fly
I swore that shit was cool
But see, now imma grown man, I done changed my whole plans
I used to look up to these rappers
Now I

(Holy Matrimony) Letter to the Firm

Foxy Brown

Ill Na Na

1996

the back stairs
Like twenty grams, plus the caravan
I left the keys by the safe, erased the code and flipped the license plate
Got all the phone calls

We asses
Made outta mud
My cash-list
Working of a trust
It's action
I don't give a fuck, oh
Something I learned, to abandon my youth
Frozen by fear

can
Me and my people
Tryna get it you bitch
Tryna get fourth acres and a mule
Give me my money
How long you gone try
And play us like fools
That's not