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nigga
It's like wat I had to do to yhu
Never been no love lost
But nigga I juss want da truth
Yhu don't answer calls
Make a nigga rlly worry bout yhu
Yhu

Momma

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

scratchin' dilligent sentences backwards
Visiting freestyle cyphers for your reaction
Now I can live in a stadium, pack it the fastest
Gamblin' Benjamin

Make It Hot

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith [Clean]

1995

by, you be groovin' in the midst
of my cycle, every move I make is vital

Crucial, official, brothers sayin' "L we miss you"
Much love to all

a brother finally eating
Not to mention everybody gettin' two plates
You know I only got two traits
Drop hits, get money
Run it

What the fuck is there left

nigga
So just love her now before another nigga make her smile
And love her for you uh yeah
Be in peace and don't live pieces
How you take care of your

She said she can’t live without me
& I just hope she meant it
Told myself I’d never be this codependent 
I fell love before 
This the first I time

get so high
They remind me to live
And if I die, man, it is what it is
I was keepin' it P
Why they play with the kid?
Just like construction, make way

try to run up on Nitty, he gon' run back just like a athlete

It's merch if I don't make it with hoopin', then you know I'm rappin
For my brothers by

recollecting
You’re forever in my memory
Long live James (Long live James)
Long live JT
The way y’all left it really hurt me
Lord save me
Wish we could live

or bad
It's up to us we choose
It's not my choice whether you win or you lose
All I can do is just leave you some clues
Now would you rather be

Showin' me love like I was Heaven's child
Thought process in contact
Steady sippin' on cognac
I been thinkin' bout the way back

Torch and spray
Lookin' in

For FLCL
I'd
Jump off a bridge
But
The bridge is over 
So
Jump off my lips
Its a secret society
Just for the kids
I got real tired
When they called

receive
So come on all together, it's love we preach
Real love we preach

You know, romance is gone
Sold out for just a good time
We like it hit it for

stuck inside a cage
All that we can do is try to live another day,
Come together as a group and find a way to make a change

Everybody working hard just

I'm crushin three bowls of cereal
My brother's lookin like what the dilly yo
You're eatin to fast you need to take it slow
But before I know I look

time go tell
Cos what is good for the goose
Is good for the gander
Say my brother show me way
Abegi leave the ganja
Sheybi na the pray we pray
Make we no

Anyways
I know that you tired and you fed up
You live in a world
Where you know its setup
Drowning the pain in a red cup
Put one in the air
For the ones

the beat then cheat a love story

No squeamish allowed. It gets gory
Rated R is the wave. Text Cory
Music is horny, rubbing itself on me
Turning me on. These

Mr. D.J.

Lil' Keke

Screwed Down Version: Platinum in Da Ghetto

2001

rocking

This is for the radio Mr. D.J
Me and the heavy rotation all damn day
Mechanical boys is what the way to make a living
Looking for love so turn it

Why do you claim my brother when you're not around
When I'm dead down on the ground
I'm Ruin lil bitch, I ruined your bitch
I live in abyss, no I

fans.

But this is G.E. Smith's guitar, and he doesn't talk to it the way I do mine. 

And it's in open tuning, so what comes out sounds like

I'm blessed by God

They say lunatic
That brother must be high
But this is just Stone Jesus
Sometimes they call me
Fanatic
He's just beside himself
But

(damn)
I just need time (yeah), weed and white wine
It's not that I can't live without you, it's that I don't wanna try (yeah)
This ain't I love you

Her heart's shattered glass is half-empty
Tries to find a reason to live
Can't think of any
But deep underneath the confusion and lies
She knows she was