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in one
I will wait Lord I'm gonna wait on you

Grant me the serenity
To accept the things I can't change
There's a time to die
A time to live
We need

MMMBop

You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You're going through all this pain and strife
Then you turn your back

I'll blow out a nigga's intestines
Better dip fast quick fast or you won't last
One blast will put your ass in a body cast
And I be killin' for rep, get

'til
They pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self
But I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by
Then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna

and deliver 'til
They pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self
But I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by
Then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna

and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I

As my word holds course through vein
You will walk to the end of days
I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you, whoa, whoa
These days

As my word holds course through vein
You will walk to the end of days
I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you, whoa, whoa
These days

Circle driveway foreign cars in it wit the pool
I need that crib by Orchard Lake where Kenny went to school
BFA Dream Team yea we was with the crew

True story I don't think twice, I kill em with one verse he nice
Too godly I'm FredThaGods student and son, Goodo lives on
Through these psalms,

i left her to her life in portland
Run to the doors like i'm jim morrison
Had to get gold for my neck in my coffin
But yo, i've been overthinking

Money Over Bullsh*t

Nas

Hip Hop Is Dead

2006

claim Hip-Hop is still alive
Like y'all ain't in agreement with Nas
I said it's dead motherfucker, it's dead, bitch

Join me in war, many will live

will forge it
I am so pure and so gorgeous
Iiiiii'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you whores
Pimples in all of your pores
Walk on all fours
Can't

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

do have
'Cause what is defeat?
But just the evidence of my haste
Lack of preparedness, in my waste
So I wait
Surround myself with nutrition,

Not as Long as We Both Shall Live

Deicide

Till Death Do Us Part

have been cursed by the powers to be

Wear out your welcome where ever you stay, live in denial the rest of your days.

Once you are dead I will

shit
I bore kids who bore from whores, and I score bitches, tour in Portland
I think I'll get god on the song
As long as withdrawals don't cause him

yeah
Wake up in the morning it's a blessing just to be alive
I'm a daddy now I got my wife and son right by my side
Punchin in the clock I'm going hard

Sometimes I hear the dumb rhymes you spit
Think you dont run lines you bitch
Done one crime in a cell thirty none times
Ima dead him one time wait

kill you and he will too
We livin' like civilized people, but far from equal
I hope I live a long life and get to see my sequel
My son, my seed
Watch

the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with No I.D.
Make a couple platinum records in that

Creeping Death

Metallica

Live Shit: Binge & Purge

1993

pharaoh son)
I'm creeping death

Yeah you ought to know by now motherfucker

Yeah friends. We've got ourselves a long noisy night in front of us.
You might

if you getting this letter,
Wait, Im sorry I didn't live a little better
My own selfish will wouldn't send you this letter,
See, I had my hat cocked

of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us

Darkness surrounds with

isn't my happily ever after
Tonight's farewell performance
Celebrating your move to Portland in the morning
Reminds me of lot of Lauryn
Sorry
I mean Ms.