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first
Just breathe 
And stand in awe
Of this front-line love
On a scal
Like I've never seen before

Precious every moment that I've walked by your side

everyday 
Like sneakin' gats up in grade eight 
Six Flags catch me gettin' on the popular rides
If a nigga violate, he gettin' popped in the line
Small

rhymes 25/8
But bro just hit my line he said his parents goin to zim
So we gon head there n Yknow we gon turn it up
Cos Nigga the happs In the crib get lit

can tell by ya eyes
You're counterfeit
We in tha land of tha have and the have nots
Blood drops and secret spots
The Mexican pipe line
Pine trees

feeling dim
I'm in to win, get up in that water, boy you better swim
Lil boo done hit my line, I ain't for tricking better get your man
He come around She

shoplift, never got served in Londis
I was up and down in their block lifts, five man deep inside, it's a mosh pit
Got teet' in line with the mop stick, see

walked up and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail

John Hardy Was a Desperate Little Man

The Carter Family

Anthology of American Folk Music, Vol. 1-3

1997

and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me

John Hardy stood in his old jail cell

tonight
Yea, better not hide
The Lord never telling a lie
He say he right by our side
To fill us with Fire inside
What you thought we was falling in line

tonight

Yea, better not hide
The Lord never telling a lie
He say he right by our side
To fill us with Fire inside
What you thought we was falling in line

Sam

2 Chainz

Rap or Go To the League

2019

one more time, I don't stand in line
Got my drive in overdrive
I work overtime and he take half of mine
Yeah, my uncle like the middle man that's

slain
By my own thoughts, Paper thin
I could fold into cranes
These girls could line me up
Why do You still choose me?
I hand myself in, on our Father,

ears and their eyes
And they wanna hear some musical and tangible lines
They thought I'd be in jail or be losing my mind
But I continue to grind until I

next 
I take notes so i don't have to guess 
I take notes and plan out for the best 
Like im tryna pass that first test
I take notes of what goes on in

Okay now all my ladies fly (S-R-T-Y)
I got some bad ones in my ride (S-R-T-Y)
You know my sisters get in line (S-R-T-Y)
May be some secrets 'tween

I cry bro Yeshua up in the nighttime
To fly by any oppression in the mind mind
Divine line, it's straight from heaven
So I ain't lying when I said I

normally head home, but I'm sick of being alone
I'll get out this bad tone, cuz baby by the way

Most of the time you're stuck in my mind
Like to think you

They see me im climbing racks
They see me im climbing game
I'm gone work to the end keep putting in time
Working for God gone work to make dimes
They

did find
Stole his own flow stole it back double crime
(Huh yeah)
That’s the line
 Huh yeah nigga double crime
Huh yeah
That’s the line
First charge,

in the poconos
One of one as far as I'm concerned
Tryna block the urge to drop a herb
But niggas gots to learn
Word to me, you did the first degree

First lil' tape was a process
"First lil' tape was a hot mess"
First lil' tape was it nonsense?
So much weight on my conscience
So much hate in

First things first I'm tired of this fake love
Nigga's crip walking like
They ain't got no blood in they veins
He can dribble but no aim
Got no love

posted every day of the year in bold lines
The more that I roam the more that I'm free
The more I'm in Rome the more that I'm me
The more I'm at home,

The curtains drawn but the image not perfect
The colour's out line
These dotted lines you seek to connect
This the plot that never twists yet thickens
By Parley