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Bits and Pieces

Dusty Springfield

Anthology

1997

Out of nowhere into sight
Out of darkness into light
You come running pushing time
Out of reason
Out of rhyme
Bits and pieces of your past

and turn that bitch into a textbook
One nigga said he gon be the best rapper when I heard his shit I said Nigga you not
I got a call from a nigga I beefed

They say they hate you but won’t tell you that they love you
And that they’d never put nobody else above you
I look inside I see the pain, I want

Hail Mary,
Darling when you set me free,
Hail Mary,
Darling when you look my way,
You always seem to be,
The better part of me,
Hail Mary,

Theres

broad day
You spot me then you know the enclave
I was brushing up on the Spanish with a handful of Xannies
Me and a couple of outlaws into the antics

Mmhhh mhh mhh
Yeah
Pray for me
Guardian of my time do you think I deserve some more
Blinded by the dark I been tranna find a door
I'm a lost soul
I

respect not a bit but I predicted that though
You're alone you're afraid you don't wanna die soon
I don't think that you can make it self destruct by June

trip me
Ready for a sign from me, homie
But you can't trip me

Looking for a feeling as I'm looking at the ceiling
Never on the line, I was never into

That drips into the soul
Into the lyrics that you hear
To all you schmoes
That chose to watch the clock
I got some bad news
For you kids up on the block

on your side
Not with duality but by seeing morality
You'll learn to forgive and overcome
Learning the truth
Talking no concern this time
Cause we got Cern

by sorcerers and wise men
Just as me...

So if you got some time to spare, come sit by the fire
I'll tell you stories that lie beyond our reality
So

dare to pay your lawyers
Always gotta look over your shoulder
You get caught slippin it's all over
WORD
What good is the money if it comes with paranoia

I'll be found
Down into the depth where I'll be found
Where I'll be found

A photograph 
Is left of my surrounding space the deaf look up to find my beat

come across
You never know who you gon run into
The wisdom lies in that book
Just open Philippians the bible tells me...
Be careful for nothing...

Monte Hall

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

Light-skinned, steps into the picture
Program is fixed, the mix will let you get your
Hand around waist, space drippin from moisture
Strokin the neck, you

I don't know what got into me
Cuz all I wanna do is fuck and sleep
The clock is ticking five to three
And it could be dusk or dawn
I don't know what

It's All the Same

The Click

Money & Muscle

2001

over and fuck you by my studio councils

Poundin' a shady nigga layin' the wood
Video tapin' me hittin' it from the back
Throwin' up the hood, yeah,

ran into Popeyes
Everybody all tough 'til them shots fly (brrt, bap)
Gang

Look at all this dope (look at all this dope)
It ain't by accident (it

a bottle of buchanan
Fuck me straight into manana
Lay up in the sauna
Know Ill clock a bitch
I ain't fucking with my time boy
Spazzing on this shit
I could

trying to look back
The wounds fresh and unhealed
Bereaver, you leave her
Heart dangling out on the line

What a fool am I to try to turn back the clock

Million Dollar

Future

Rich Gang

2013

best room
That fire place got chest room
Two guests, indian or you gotta be arabic
That hour glass look mighty round
Is it real or did you inherit it

is true
So find a place to get comfortable and I'll share it with you
This story started in a garden that was haunted by grace
Lovingly formed by

poison orange so close to midnight More like one o'clock
Why go nuclear if already poisoned crops
The radiation poisons flocks poisonous reactors
Alone in

Was barely old enough to talk
You did comedy around the clock
Had me playing bicycle
Your perfect with your little heart birthmark

I picked out your