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I swear I won't die for the things I can't tell
Unh got me singing man I love it
Thought my wish was over flew a comet
Guess I missed the bus to reach

your living this them to the grave and die and hit 35 and talk about how much they miss when
Hall and Oates I can't go for that
I'm the Goat
Listen back

rise above it or it brings you down
I feel your pain
But shame that I can't empathize
Been locked away a while
Living my life through a sinner's eyes
How

didn't commit a crime
I know you see it man they killing us off one at a time
Tell me why, why we get so much hate
Shot dead then they go back and claim it

the currency but I ain't wit dat
Don't know how much that I can take cause I ain't with that
So many lying ta' my face man I ain't with that
Man these people

Slippin'

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

1998

shit, so I split
And said that I'ma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for

my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife

I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I don't need nobody help
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I

"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I

Higher Living

Atmosphere

Headshots: Se7en [Bonus Disc]

2005

rewind
To be that mother fucker over there on that mic
You know what that means?
That means I can show you what I need you to see, see, see
(See here, what

with a swift and sudden cry.

How how can I say how much you mean.
How from soil to heaven how to express this grief.
How and what can I do.
Lena my

stopping till I finish
AYYY
All this talk about Bxndit
Trust me bro I play my position
Are you high
Are you fucking kidding
How much times I crept in silence

On your knees
It's killing me
Man, sometimes it be getting hard in life
Can't even support the ones that you love

Making sure they have what they need
Have

Slippin'

DMX

Screwed Up Inc., Vol. 2

1999

shit, so I split
And said that I'ma be that seed that doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for

Take It Back

Logic

Everybody

2017

I'mma steal this land
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint 
The black

a Cantelope
I'm Like The Villian Man they can be The Good Guys
I'm Heath Ledger My Roles Much Better
No Joka Tho Face Like Poka Tho
Futherest You've Chillies

arepas de la abuela, our post-colon  
art of resistance? can't the deep structure of 
our food be how we were never kings, in the 
flavor of our needs, in

me how much proof do I got to show ya
I got rap lines that ruin rap careers man these new rappers better start to fear
'Cause I'm Check'a Fred and I

cheese

See how this shit be turning into Tom and Jerry
You were written in a show hosted by me like Truman Jim Carrey
When I put the lights on you you

her way
Just to mask the pain that she was hiding
And look at how deep I'm in
Don't wanna leave her but I think its her or me
And man
These mind games

from Japan
Yeah, she mad I ain't your man
Like she can tell me again
Bad bitch and she giving me neck
Dumb ho, yeah, you need my respect
I ain't even

I've always hated
Show me what is a true man
I have to find my name but not like WU-TANG
Now I need to escape of this dome like Truman
Show me what's

sound?
I can't make it out, the volume, so quiet yet so loud
Astounded, I stand in awe
Confounded by what I heard, contradicting what I saw
I observe no

a weapon I can't lose
Peep my vibe or keep zip your lips
Why won't you choose
To love everybody
Bitch how many times
Are you gonna ignore
The signs in