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Give Dem Some Way

Damian "Junior Gong" Marley

Halfway Tree

2001

Well den a nuff ghetto youths dat got no place to go
Live night and day roaming in di ghetto
Most ghetto youths ain't got no place of their own

learn the lesion
And now that you’re gone
I’ve realized I’m better by my own
No love and no lies
Life is easier no reasons to cry
Now the whole world it

Ashley

Big Sean

Hall of Fame [Deluxe Edition]

2013

the richest
All those times that we spent by the pool girl
Was too broke to even take you to the zoo girl
Maybe its because I had you girl
Was thinking

Ashley

Miguel

Hall of Fame

2013

plate full
What about the emails you hacked in?
I know we hate to live in the past-tense
It's been weird since I went out West and did an album with No

One time for the homies who remain loyal 
10 toes down live in die on the same soil 
To all the ladies hold it down for them real ones 
No idea why

the screams
He hears the chants, it ain't what it seems
Cries for help from people unseen
It's all in his head, he paints a scene
In black and white and red

swallow all the air between me, him and us
And how to love, and how to live, and how to die
I argue with my demons we fight day and night
He asks if I'm ok

live my past.
Again and again, and then again, like 12 years slave being jailed by the farm captain.
I know that I gotta keep it real, living like every

a little bit more radical
Frida Kahlo feeling fine don't oversimplify
What do i need from feet when i have wings to fly

Rad - you gotta be bad
And by bad I

about the struggles I live by
No energy left stop the porky pie,
I know longer feel like a good guy
In bits like a glass eye
Anger aint no reply
Once

bein' harassed by police

I wrote my rhymes right there on the spot

New York City, 1984 corruption was hot

Cats sellin' Uzi's out the Jacob Javits

enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go

followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R

to see me dead, I am torn by borderline 
If I kill myself it'll be a homicide or suicide? 
cll my life I live with trauma, with anxiety and fears 
I'm

(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in

Big man big track big time big vibes big work on a big bad album
These bombs be dropping be dropping on your head
Like a burton foot and a old school

and hung after I cum
All I do is lie there and cry a bunch

I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much

night I shut the door so no one would see me cry
I closed my eyes and tried to pray for compromise
Oh Lord who lives on high
I won't complain another day

We dying to live but livin' to die
That shit not fair to me
I could spend racks on bitch, when it's my time is she gon' take care of me
I don't know

playing, no cares and no worries
Not like today when now I'm jaded by the things
Oh the lives you'd have to live to feel half of this pain
Cuz I've been

me
To a list of problems longer than he snoozing
On all my albums that's alarming to me and with each stack up the result's
excuses
What he lack is

When I die
Oh tell me will you cry
Just stare up at the nightsky
Everything's gonna be alright
When I die
Oh tell me will you cry
Just stare up

I can trust in Christ despite of my weakness
I swear I could cry when I deep it
Coz I’m justified by His meekness
I won’t pretend I’m one of them guys

I Will Survive

Jane Siberry

Lips: Music For Saying It

1999

At first I was afraid I was petrified
Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Thinkin' how you did