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Gillie
Old friend, big brother snitching and he ain't get him injured
Before you speak on me, look, please go find me them two niggas
Find me one who

Layup

Big K.R.I.T.

4eva Is a Mighty Long Time

2017

Lookin' like layup, layup, lay
Lookin' like layup, layup, lay
Lookin' like layup, layup, lay

I come from the bottom, remember the cotton
Do whatever

Money by the Ton

C-BO, Pizzo, DJ Daryl, Killa Tay, Young Meek, Mississippi

West Coast Trippin'

drained by Major Pain 
Who got the loot? Big bodied Coupes and S-Classes 
And when we swoop, kickin the loot or catchin casket 
Load up the rigs, with

James disguised a lady
Shy lil' bitch but with me girl you can't be
Janet any place we going crazy
Forbidden
We ain't 'posed to do this but we did it

go missing to the vultures sniffing
Talk bout culture, pay attention to who the cultures killing
All the OG's chilling, young g's with it
Man will

2 Minutes & 21 Seconds of Funk

Coolio

My Soul

1997

Straight up collected it, cool and calm
crowbar in my hand and my skeleton brick still works like a charm 
Who's the rawest?
My shit is flawless  
Had to be

huh

Leave the mornin', it's continental
Cotton soft pillows
A gang of some instrumentals
A couple hoes who know how I bid 'em
Get in 'em
To bring it

Session One

Eminem

I'm Still #1

2011

while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm

pedophile bitch
You sleep with pre-teens
Unzip their Lee jeans and lick their feces
The dirty he-she who don't want to be seen
In capes cause your face
Looks

John Lennon

The Outfield

Diamond Days

1991

A soul full of anger - but nothing to show 
A world wrapped in cotton - but nowhere to go 
Obsessed by a woman that you didn`t know 
Don`t turn

Never Change

AZ

A.W.O.L. [Version 1.5]

2005

to swallow reaching out for my water bottle
Trying to figure what nigga, why, and by who then
Before you know it the other voice told it
It was homie from

Road Leads Where It's Led

Snow Patrol

The Trip: Created by Snow Patrol

2005

Cultivating sounds
For all the mothers who come near
To find out
Calling pulse bombs a response

With cotton in their ears
And goodbye kisses

Higher, higher, higher 
(So gone get up)
(Inspired by God, so gone get up)
(Inspired by God, so gone get up)
Higher, higher, higher 
(Gone get up)

I run circles around em
Niggas getting dizzy while they tryna keep up with me
I do things by the book
But who you think the publisher?
Don't play

the wrong people
We all are our people
Who kills us them racist people
My fight is with no fellow black
I see no reason to attack
The list of our struggles is

awkward as Shaggy

[Bridge: Dom]
If only we could make it out alive
If you feel tough
Bring it on
I’ll be waiting
By the phone

[Chorus: Dom]
Who’s got

they've never seen two people who've walked down a rainbow aisle

I know of a place
Where we can be free
Oh, kisses on blankets by the sea

Cotton candy

Crickets are chirpin' the water is high
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry
Window's wide open African trees
Bent over backwards in

something we're lacking
And the ONLY way
That we can have it
Is by submitting our life
To JESUS of NAZARETH!

Choose this day...
Who you will serve?
Choose

finger and i say sick something
Running through them pockets thats how I was taught to lick something
Bitch I'm in the field like a bell of cotton I'm too

we who they keep recruiting
No more catching fades niggas shooting
No more parades we just looting
I had to hustle for the draft trying to make it

I'm not a cowboy from Texas, or a music man from old Tennessee
And I don't run shine in North Kentucky, and I don't have a house by the sea
I'm just

thought it was ok
Then that bird started coming over my way
Who knew ganders could get so handsy?

I got chased by a goose last Sunday
Was gonna give him

I'm justified 
Thru justices eyes
As a black man
Who was just denied
Freedom
That I've devised
These speeches
Of wisdom
To niggas who ain't got