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I'm low key cruisin' wit a big boy purchase
Protected by my presence, therefore you're never nervous (nope)
I know ya boy worth it (yep), the kid got

Requested in my dm's, just trynna see what she say
Said she like my music, found me on the explore page
So she followed me up
All this raps about love, they

back now
Turn the pages, turn the pages
I wish I could do it all over again
I don't know what to say or what to do

This is my story for you
Story for

Made me kill my own people
Made us love y'all wealth
Y'all put targets on our backs
Made us move in stealth
How you say this is a haven
When we live in

turns page

I been on my own all this time
When I get down, I get by
They ain’t the goat be this guy
They ain’t know the top got this high
I got what they

pretty women by my side 
I'm cooler than a polar bear's toes and I say

Cleveland is that (oh), Cleveland is the (oh)
Cleveland is the reason I'm cool

Promoting my music
Promoting my songs you know that im doing it
Im so advanced they dont understand how im making these songs so fluently
Previously

of this life, keep pressing down
I write another song, keep hoping this shit gon' turn around
So now I'm gon' speak with my chest
Cause I cannot give it

(uo-oooohhhh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
While you at home on twitter trynna hackin' her page and shyt
We smoking and crackin jokes on how lame ya is (Uhhh)
Hotel

sane
I'm so special to my mom can't you see
This is the life I chose or rather the life that chose me

meditate on
And not just sing the song
The vibrations
Of my Maker
Waters dry places
And this is just such a wonderful feeling
I’m trying to see my brothers’

turn to a traveler
I used to get scammed by bitches
Had whole songs stole by niggas
But now I get way with the murder
I guess I been hidden like figures

Request + Line [Will. I. Am Remix]

The Black Eyed Peas

Request Line [Australia]

2001

Hey DJ (on the request line girl)

Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested

This situation is systemic
Every injury they inflicted been intended 
Through colonies and constitution they engineered and invented multiple
Ways

While you been waiting on this music
I been picking up my pen trying not to lose it
Spilling ink on empty pages
I'm reworking all my phrases
My mind

a tongue on my tab
Got you on your toes looking
Like I'm holding it back

Think I'm made for this shit
Wrote every page to this shit
Ima turn it all around

of Gerontius’, Edward Elgar. Arguably his masterpiece, written in 1900, performed in October of that year. This is a vocal score that was put out in their

It was a hot ass bus ride
In the middle of July
But she was so cool and so fresh and so fly
So this my opportunity to try and get at her
"Is it cool if

Bah Humbug, now that's too strong!
'Cause it is my favorite holiday
But all this year's been a busy blur
Don't think I have the energy
To add

This message is being broadcast by the Department of Defense of the Republic
At 2 a.m. Eastern Standard Time, multiple unidentified objects were

Too Many Rappers

Beastie Boys

Big Shiny Tunes, Vol. 14

2009

oratorials all day
I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay
And when this song's finished, y'all can sing along with this
By the way, I have

shouldn’t have to know
What they’re made of

This is survived by who held me up
This is survived by who sang the song
And that sense of purpose has made it

instead of these pages covered in ink

I'm starting to miss you but i know this is what we have to do

I've still got a few of your things, it's mostly

the pages
Then I fantasize about getting on stages
Now she on the pole, take a dip in my wages
The haters shout, but now remain nameless

What is real, should