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Don't Cry Dry Your Eyes

Fugees

Bootleg Versions

1996

Nineteen ninety seven to the year two thousand and one! 
Ichi-Bang! Even in Japan! 
Yo, L you know the flavor! 
Battle star galactical! 
Who want

Merchant Seaman started rapping shit was kinda moving slow I aint goin back to the boat fuck it get them loads Duval county 5 years old lock n let it

to jail cause them years'll cost me
Don't get me wrong, lay a nigga down if he force me
Rather just sit back and roll a dutch
Think how I'ma put the game

G.O.M.D.

J. Cole

2014 Forest Hills Drive

2014

is until I met you
Together we done watch years go by
Seen a river of your tears go by
Got me thinkin' bout some kids, still I
Tell them hoes come

These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch

Sometimes I'm out my body, bitch I start to tweak
Niggas mad cause I be stackin' bread, that's seven days a week
Why the fuck these niggas on my dick like

don't need no clique, bitch, I'm good by myself, on bro, I'm ready to flash
I feel like Michael Myers, I'm out here in the bushes with my mask on
I'm

don't win winners don't qiut
I remember my friends the ones that gone

So mi made up me mind by the Grace of God
Kill them with love i will never give up

bitch

All these people temporary, not gon' trip you leave my life

I'm just gon' keep on rolling dice, 

I rolled a 7 did it 2x

That's me saying that I

a feather
I fuck the bitch like the other bitch better
I'm twenty years, tryna get it together
She like a dog, tell her ass, I'ma pet her
I feel like Durk,

niggas fell off
He ain't no dawg rip his tail off
Them wishing well pennies got me well off
Bitch its only up from here
Stayed down bitch its up this year

be a big MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third degree burns
When I bust gun, everybody spread like

If I called you a bitch
44 in the car sitting its a bulldog
But it bite like a pit
Got a lick
We can all get some chips mane
Cant be calling it quits

When you see me, I'm the one
Comin' out the gutter, born in the slums
Got your bitch on her knees, gimme gums
Always kept it real, lost a lot of day

Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

Witchdoctor

A S.W.A.T. Healin' Ritual

1997

sometimes is like steppin' in some fuckin' house shit
Seven years of tears in the game
Made me one of the smallest predators on this Georgia plain
In

the coldest bitch
Eight-figures hella rich, and I found my niche
I got that itch I ain't wait seven years for it
I got Chanel other hoes be fenin' for it
They

bitch stand by
It's quiet in this bitch
Wordzperfect they gon make us start a riot in this bitch
They got me on my wish a motherfucker try it in this

ever cooked Beans
Adam, Cruz
Dylan and Harris
Thats A Dream team
3 Bombs
Can make any school look like Paris
And 3 loaded guns can make
Any crowded hall

I don't really talk
I'm finna walk it out
Yea you a bitch
You be walkin holding pockets out
Pulled up wit a stick
Ain't really nothin we can talk

from 100 by 7s and forwards by 3s
They look at each other and shrug

Okay man, one exit down there's a truck stop
Officially, that's the end of our

choker in the mouth when i get her on her knees
You might of had a draco but you ain seen one of these
7.62s put a nigga head by his knees
Me & killa

land in the studio
I might land me a deal with my newest flow
Don't forget this shit still Undeniable
7 years running I'm still on the same road
I'm

I love don't)
Lucky as hell like I wrote
A seven in this bitch
(Crazy when I stopped hooping, I upped score)
Run up on me, I got Heaven in the clip

We Aint Callin No Cops 
24/7 Boi The Shit Dont Stop 
Bitch I Really Hood I Could Never Go Pop
Dont Pull Up If You Aint Tryna Come Shop
Nigga You Aint