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a masterpiece

Which way, where you wanna go?
Next flight, Paris, New York, London, Tokyo
But I'm still stuck in LA dreams, sugar-sweet, like a jelly bean
I don't

wanna be friends
I know it's easy for you and
It must be so convenient
But really I don′t see a reason, no
You don′t got time to see me
But you see him?

save em so damn bad,
I can’t help it that I feel I’ll turn out as my dad,
If my palms start itchin,
And I end up in rehab. 
Some things are better off

these n****s (No)

(Verse)
Keep the focus in your brain, don’t let them throw you off the path,
And she wanna try grams, like she got 64 palms,
Protect

wanna be your friend
And I don't trust you
One thing I hate about a sucker
They always end up gettin'
Offended by my hustle
And I put it out on the line

try uh
To get by uh

Lift me up off this planet
Can't stand it any minute 
Longer I'm tired
Need to get inspired 
They think they know me but they don't

can put it all on me
Got a lil' time, you wanna talk, you can just call on me
Ain't no days off for me, ain't no fallin' off for me
If I'm too much

would drop for A jewel
Examine the body and hurry up Hobbies
Purposeful murmur, the bird is a Blurry
Nervousness warriors, hover the Surface
I ain't wanna

hatin'
Can't just turn my mind off, be complacent
Don't know how to fuckin' erase it

I'll go yeah
Far from here and far from you
Don't wanna fuck things

got that money you know you don't wanna try it
I can get a bitch without even trying
SMT I do the dash then I burnout
You don't got half of the money

come off the hip and they cross over, uh
Now turn to aim at they shit and they cross over, uh
Don't care if they look like a bitch when they cross over

You Got It

Jodeci

Diary of a Mad Band

1993

turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe

streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they

Opps

Vince Staples

Black Panther: The Album

2018

Brothers die, 'cause coons turn to butterflies
They don't wanna see me sittin' in the Benz
They don't wanna see me livin' on the end
Of the city in

of me
I'll beat your nani senseless with the utmost sense of urgency
Turn me up, like you listening to Jodeci
But I don't have to take my shirt off for

mind
Cause when I went drop top, could see through your disguise
So please, don't slip away from me
I'm drowning in my mind

Won't you come slide
Wanna

right now...
Everything you heard, is true...

I don't mean to cut you off! but I can't hear you, I got bad service!
I see money rubbin' off! On your

clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something
I wanna do something then
(The east coast don't love Dr dre
And Snoop Dogg?)
Can you clap your hand,

Love You More

Eminem

Straight from the Lab

2003

me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don't want me, I just want you more
I buy you

make a nigga light a nigga up
Because niggas don't like niggas
Bending on these corners you would think I don't like nigga
Don't like niggas, just

I need you to show me it all
Need to show me yeah
Need to show me yeah

I'm addicted to you
I put the thirties down
I don't wanna die young
I'm

on a stand off
And Daddy always tryna eat pie
Hunting for the honey bee hive
But I don't wanna take a deep dive
But if that's what it takes
I'll take what

’re cursed to get that body movin’ 
I’ve seen you first but you burst the hell you didn’t see that comin’

Just don’t wanna hurt you just gettin’ you dirty

escaped the photo
I don't have a routine, I do everything off improv
Can't fit me in a box, nor a job (Oh God)
You're money don't talk
You can't play both