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like it ain't shit to hide, and I don't care to lie
The last mufucka' try take me had to learn the hard
Way he can't have shit of mine... my city

to you

I may not have looks that'll blow away
I may not have money for radio play 
I might not have voice for good melodies
But I'm full of heart can't

magnificent for a Black femme
Chewing gum
That's what they called me back then
Can't remember when I last heard about them
Like where you at fake friend
Winter

I'm reminiscing how it flew by me, hoping
Younger me is proud of what he grew to be

Yeah, so lemme bring it back a bit
Yeah, to when I started rapping

The old me, is dead and gone
Weight on my shoulders, I let it fall
Haunted by regrets but I can't right these wrongs
So I write these songs and hope

Carry On

Shyheim

The Greatest Story Never Told

2005

ate spaghetti
Soon as I birthed, the C.O. jerked "Franklin, you ready?"
I guess so, he like 'let's go', my comrade next go
Scream "hold your head, babe

Mountain Home
How can you trust your brother, 
When you can’t even trust yourself
And your love’s what keeps your woman
From being with somebody else

To make you understand the life
That I was born into
What's the angle that you taking? yeah
I'm on to you look good but rough around the
Edges like

high
Imma excel I don't wanna get by
Gotta get money kuz I love getting fly
All type of bread
White wheat and rye
Type to do it big like the guy from

confiscates
Have you forgotten how to love
Your breath away, this debt we pay
Ash to ash, and dust to dust

confiscates
Have you forgotten how to love
Your breath away, this debt we pay
Ash to ash, and dust to dust

Let America castrate just to
Get their cash straight
It’s been a while since her and
Radio had their last date
She’ll love any orientation long
As your

All the Above

Beanie Sigel

R.O.C. Stars Street Leak: American Gangster

2007

a bitch
Come in by self and leave out wit'cha chick
Beanie Sigel got my back if we run into a snitch
And Kels got his back if he ever need a hit
From

I gazed upon the face of Mona Lisa and she turned her eyes from me
Then she whispered in the darkness, "I'm a scholar, can't you see?"
"I'm waiting

on wounded pastimes
Marty McFly with a baseball bat I'm cracking up the timeline
There's a fine line between pride and fantasy
It's the life you lead and me

it out like one a da guys
Live by da torch n die by da fire
Lil shawty she bad n down for da slide
None a deez niggas is over me
Broke hoe cant get

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah Ah

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah Ah

Sister sweetest can't you see its me
I'm feeling sweet dripping from head to toe in all my mamas

No Rider

Urthboy

The Hip Hop Show

2005

doing this then?
We all go broke by night end (like, broke as hell, can't you tell)

Leave the house, lock the door, catch the train
Or the bus it's

Prime Time

Promoe

Government Music

2001

barbaric than Conan
They asking for work, and you say 'no man, you can't be trusted'
They walked down your street and get busted
By your so-called justice

on the right angel on the left
Never felt so gone
tell me what’s wrong
Cant you tell by my songs I’m an alcoholic
Drink drink now I’m really falling
Gone in

Or maybe the money

Momma, ya boi no dummy
I cant let em take from me
I wont let no one son me
I just hope that you love me
I just hope that you trust me
I

A common love of fairy tales
I'd follow you down the rabbit hole
We locked eyes at midnight
As we sat alone by the water's edge
Suddenly I was aware

or the dame
Then she broke
And her mind was my possession
(Prince, I love you) That wasn't the question
I only wanna know one thing
I've gotta make the kids

Time lost

Verse

You can’t kill my vibe

Grab the piccolo and slide

Theirs locked hands on her thighs

Look her in her eyes, she’s surprised

She