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Verse spitting 
Wet dreaming; dripping 
Pussy lips syncing 
Got me fiendish 
Cheaper than a Swedish fish dish 
I won't pay to be pleased 
Teased by

And just like that
Years ahead vision gettin cloudy
Also foggy by the now and my rear view mirror
Add another adventure
Lend me your ears hear my

and afraid
When times get harsh, I sit by my closet and pray
God I ain't ready yet to see my coffin and grave
I know life's a game but I can't pause it

It's a great day, I'mma break chains
By the end of it's sure that I'll make change
In the pocket? Yeahh that'd be nice
But I love to make an impact

choose to be so dont tell me how to do me  

Im going def to this he say that she say
Cause she sayin what he saying
Influeced by the might say 
She really

Years ago I had a landscape
If we ain't cooking then we celebrate

Seeing trophies by the hallway
Dawg I wish I could've payed attention
All I ever did

And I tell a bitch I'm geeked up 
Call me Tarzan 
Bitch you know I'm treed up 
Wild nigha running round with my sleeves cut 
The way I run game 
Got

Touch my ego
Touch my soul
Touch my heart
And Touch my goals
I don't want you to touch me

Touch my feelings
Touch my beats
Touch my game
And touch

Rapper Kollegah
Und 2005 kam das erste exquisite Tape
Doch den Heads in diesem Game fehlt die Kredibilität
Weil so ein Ghettotyp da steht
Der 'ne

really banging, you taking in the rear
 
I'm ready to make it happen, I feel the end is near
I hate these fake cats so off with their veneer
The flow is

it's never been found,
 
Charles Manson ain't got shit on me,
I do it myself don't need lemmings,
No acid trip, just a stoner bitch,
I hate all of you is

eyes, and I'm grateful two times
And two types of niggas where I'm from, and they both the same
Know yourself, know the streets, know the game, know

Between Us

Kane & Abel

7 Sins

1996

I don't even know
You ran up like some bitch pussy whipped by some dog hoe 
And I'm a poor stupid nigga you had to gaul
In love with this bitch who

Dreams

Grand Puba

Understand This

2001

dream (Yeah)
Every day we get caught up in the struggle (Uh)
So we can live life, love, and bubble

[Verse 1]
Some jump up in the music game to get

Sell My Soul

Our Lady Peace

Gravity

2002

as beautiful
I'm old enough to take all the blame for all the mistakes
All the games and all the faces
I'm bleeding by myself but I'm okay

Hold on, I hold

Girly girl, but they call me daddy
Sweet thing, wanna eat me like candy Real ones love me, fake hoes can't stand me

I don't care, I'll do this by myself

dead
Like damn that's how you felt
No fifty cent know I'm hated by many men
Run up a check and I'm quick to spend
Really out the way might be in a tent

money, nigga, you a lame
Nigga, you shouldn't be in the game

Niggas in the way, niggas got aim
And I ain't playin', boy, I'm standin' in my own lane
Get

just let me know
I whip that shit up it be done by four
When it come to this game I' be making plays
I'm not from Atlanta lil' bitch but I'm brave
I got

and you and all your friends all go meet up at Turks
To make shit worse , you get your cake and eat it

Girl, I hate desserts, I'm just a jerk
Let you tell

cool atleast I had some friends,
Now they all hate me when I try to attend
People think the world is a fucking game,
When everyone thinks the same

on you, but then
I got screenshots, receipts from friends
Tell me what you meant by this

"We're running bets on
How much longer we can keep on
Running in

think the fuck not, if you Givin' out that twat
Don't play no games with me, Cause I will play them back
Ask a couple exes, And they all knowin that
Show

are we made  from one cast?
Taken back by some of the stories I'm told,
How alike we are, is there no difference at all?
Will I one day become all that