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boy named Rylin
Looking for the way back home
He told me that I failed in my life
That I put all 3 nails into Christ
And he saw the bloodstains on my

Listen to Me Now

8Ball & MJG

America Is Dying Slowly

1996

those who be slippin' 
Creepin' while they be creepin' I be enterin' 
Into them silently violently that's not me 
Quietly you'll never know I'm in your

I Got That Feelin'

DJ Quik

Quik Is the Name

1991

these bitches be on it
Yo man, but you ain't prove nothing to me yet
Yeah right, I'll prove it to you in the second verse though, now peep this
Love me

Am in my 20s and Mum I already feel like I failed yah
Social media world makes me feel l like a failure
And I swear am trying my best not to compare

on my casette
We could make a thousand dollar bet
Bobby never failed yet
Bout to strike gold
Got Big Free on the ones and two
Break it down for them one

could not see the Creator’s plan for him was the same for you and me
We are meant to walk together, on the good red road of beauty

Oh Canada you failed

Of me
And I’m astonished
So let me be admonished
By my phonics
We drinking gin and tonic
And blowing chronic
Right around the corner
From the meth

on a cross
Never lost what he lost yet still I get lost
I still stumble but I try to get back up
I never fall but I try to get back up
He holds my hand I try

more 
Get a check and I run it up
Can't put me in check
You aim for my neck 
Tryna leave me a mess
No you shouldn't have 
Always on top of my game
Never

I'm destined
I'm walking in the Spirit never walking by the flesh and
Free me from that flesh because the flesh is always testing
Not reading ya word,

never out run that which is inside of you
And so one by one they each assume the throne 
Only to turn out like those before them
Give a man power

he don't yeah, no he don't, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Ayo, mm, look
I've yet to see an MC that I rate, check my list you'll see it's empty
There's not any

it now I'm grown
But I would of starved if it wasn't for me stealing
I was a little fucker never did behave at school
I wern't the type of kid that

I gotta tell, he gave me hope when I went through hell
Devil killed my mum at 13, Ringo I had to learn myself
Kicked me to the curb twice by family

yet I'm feeling great, fuck
I have a confession to make
See my eyes, I'm losing taste
Tried to run the race, and failed the pace
I had confessions to be

brand nationwide like a tour bus
Better yet we going nationwide
I got my boys by my side
Filling girlies holes with sweet nectar like a beehive
My Bitches

Helped me write this song, now

See, I was born into a world
Of food stamps and welfare
No dollar for the ice cream
Man and nappy hair raised by a single

to this day, never have. And the people that I never thought of asking were the ones that have supported me the most and have stayed friends with me to this

I'll Roll You Up

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Seminar

1989

unseen
Quick to cut on any concert quack
Lip-synchin rhymes off a raggedy tracks
He claims to hate me, swears I can't beat 'em
I drop a new jam, the punks

I guess you know that shit by now I'm just built too different
The heart and soul that never fold kept me with a gift
When I was doing 12 hours

with Arby’s, I eat Jimmy Johns
I got me a girl, sorry you must begone
My butler named Timothy, he mowing the lawn
Taking shit over like I am a khan
I

a woman's light
For the child that she never planned
She gets insulted by the public
Any given day
She kept on wondering how
She end up broken
Forced to give

never catch you

Vvs flooded on me when I step
I'm never lacking yo Forreal that's on my set
They lookin damn how he ain't signed yet
Nothing free I still

in my jar
Want no pop corn and I'm not torn
Never been to the cinema
Now we're going round to James's
As he's got a VCR
We're all parked upon