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a bit of pleasure
There's no time for little leisures, the joy is found in these measures
I wrote my heart in some letters, they're cosigned by

touch
Emotional rush
It hurts too much
But I'm haunted by me lovin' you
I'm on a very short fuse
And outed by the way I love you
Cause I'm haunted by me

merk
Get your neck jerked
Dynamic mic teck squirt 
Lyrics splurt blast the expert 
To his head 'till his legs hurt
Knees become wobbly
King got

She too tired to talk, lately your thumbs hurt
We miss love and sex bridgin' your son's birth
21 hurts in court by 24
Boy

You could, you-you can

My brain hurt, got me feeling like Playdough
New girl so bad, she taste like a rainbow, but

My new coup it go faster
Feel like Obi Wan, I'm

I been tripping, Mak went away so my pain start to hurt a n****
Behind my brothers Ima slide, Ima T-shirt a n****
2 shots fired, I bet he die, that's

grow[01:07.33]Know you seen me hurt, I just wanna take it slow[01:09.96]Goin' through the dirt, take it easy on my soul[01:12.53]Know I miss my fam every time I play

Wu Banga 101 (feat. CappaDonna, GZA, Masta Killa a...

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele Instrumentals

2000

Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got

You know, it`s that way

So every day, you say again
Love`s a risk, don`t hurt your friend
And don`t let love go by
You fill the cup of life so well

hacer?)
Heart is racing, brain in a daze, I'm so confused (Vocales sexys)
Hurt me, hurt me, I don't care, I'll always abide (Yeah, yeah)
By your side, never

Smithzonian Institute of Rhyme

Blackalicious

Nia

1999

with a gun
you can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung 
by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious
complete and grant your

go
They don't even know what the fuck I'm on
Grrr!
They don't even know what the fuck I'm on
Stay lowkey, like do re mi
La ti do, bitch, I'm highkey

reputation,
They say you can be true,
But I'll be standing by, so you just better try and
Don't make my baby blue.

That little girl's an angel,
And it hurts me

get by on her own
Did you really think losing you would destroy her
And that's why she kept hangin' on.

She stuck to her promise and talked to her

but mental
Listen to the instrumental
I compare it to your beauty your
Look has music in it's' potential
So rare of a subject never
Mind it's

done rolled up an 8th of that Lovebox Grape  
By the end of the instrumental 

Some days I just wanna get high
Forget the stress & let the day go by

I do it for the ladies, that Way

Ogede ti pon baby
Sho ma bo pata, bo bra baby
If you gimme a chance I go chop baby
Mix Masta Garzy Dan Baba

Dat

that we comin it hurt to they spirit

Why that girl on my phone with that dumb shit
Talkin how she seen me movin in the function
In the cut full cup wit

Ain’t no one gonn' hurt me again, thanks a lot, look what you've done for me

(Instrumental)

I'm setting you free, I'm fighting for me,
stop trying

Stay in yo lane or i just might have to smack a bitch
Niggas irate they feelings hurt they hurting shit
Gang way niggas with me on some skitzo shit

number 2
(Instrumental)
This trip to work
Could be going worse
I could be hurt
Oh wait I am		
This industry
Is providing me
With opportunities 
I'll make

Black Jesus

Raekwon

Ironman

1996

curly head kid's treacherous
Leggo the Eggo, so we can dip dip dive the gleego
Throwin' can-can, eat that plus this instrumental
Aww shit say

on the floor
I've never been like them and I swear to God
that if somewhere a tí can trust me and if somewhere a tí can hurt me
It won't be here, now let show

match syllables over my instrumentals
But can't nobody match this narrative
Adolescence wasted tryna fit in
But I wasn't even 10 when I was corrupted by