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a bed-ridden man
To come on out
And I said
Hey there on the camera
I'll settle any issue for my Dad
But don't stand there with your high blood pressure
Because

by the noise
Mind was playing games, what a shame I had no poise
Smoke away the pain, light the flame with tha boys, (light it up)
I got my funds in

What's a Pimp?

Too Short

Married to the Game

2003

make it, I couldn't take it
I tried to square up, it's too hard I couldn't fake it
And now I see why, since I was knee high
I swore to live and die by

Brown Paper Bag

Migos

C U L T U R E

2017

last (I swear)
I was born empty-handed but a nigga know I had to get a bag (know it)
I was raised by my mama so a nigga never really had a dad (never)

broke these bottles with my addictions
I had been drunk on sin admitted
Now, Holy Spirit got me intoxicated
Fire fire, I burn I die
No longer live, but

Sorry mama my insomnias been gettin worse
Sorry dad I had to start rapping and sellin work
Had to scrape it out the mud nails caked with dirt
Dreams

wrongs and helped me make them right
Cause I was bound by chains of addiction
And the pain that had came through affliction
But he did what defies all

known that I don't play
It doesn't matter who is after me I gotta get paid
And I'm a get it how I know to get it today
A by-product of the church I guess

livin by a lawless rep 
With all due respect
Make this ya next song request now lets go

I just want to
Sit back and blow my Mary Jane
Feelin alright

Gimme the Car

Violent Femmes

Add It Up (1981-1993)

1993

gimme the car

I ain't no runt

come on girl gimme your...

cause I ain't had much to live for

I ain't had much to live for

why'know I ain't

I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I

on alcohol to save the day
But addiction never takes the pain away
I hope you know before you're in the grave, not too late to change
Your aura's talking hella

to niggas
All I had was dope on me and was riding round wit killas
Not an ounce of hope on me in that cage wit dem gorillas
Mom and dad was y'all role models

Twenty-five/eight Motherf**kers
Uh
Yea uh
We live in a world where dreams are filled with greed
It's all about what you want but not about what you

Moving Mary Jane then the caine now its rocked up
In my own lane I run this game so I put that cost up
These diamonds on my chain they aint plain

Oh and I`m still the girl jilted by dad
Childhood was the worst time what I ever had
Oh and I`m still the girl jilted by dad
Who cannot forgive pain

Yeah

Baby I'm a slave to the Mary Jane
I can't stop (Can't stop, can't stop)
Phone ring, plug callin' for the pay
I don't got (Don't got, don't got)

You see things dipped in Benaz's life when
Dad crashed his car lost minicab license
He picked fights with Ma
He'd drink nights at bars
Wished he had

Everything i spit straight fire
I'm above you like a hang glider
Go crazier than a live wire
I get everything i desire
I'm a princess and I never

I talk to mary-jane just so I can close my eyes
There's money on the phone
Said there's money on the line
Tell them boy don't waste my time
We

her addiction
She had the baby knocked out with a c section
She died giving birth to her wonderful blessing
The baby survived six pounds three ounces

Bill

Peggy Scott-Adams

Bill

knew, knew I build my world around you
I knew I had those feelings and I didn't want it to be
I thought by being with you, Girl I thought it would

base your self worth off the paper that's in your wallets
Seen priceless live taken by selfish greed and violence
Killers crossing the line cause nobody

that you're holding in your mind 
That it's possible

What is life?
We all do what we have to do
What is right?
Trying not to deflate my gratitude
Live