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Hurricane Feat. Dice Raw/Flo Brown/Jazzyfat

Common

Common Cents

2008

get dealt by the system
He drew a picture of freedom with many dimensions
This picture proved to be bigger than Black and White
A young soul named

A Dream

Mystic Moods Orchestra

One Stormy Night

1966

place
Still I be ready to die, till I see my mother's face
Got to unlace the rage that I feel
Constant struggle and madness, ain't got to claim to keep it

we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition 

Listen 
The holy spirits speaking
Live by violence die by violence

the grandmamas cry
And I can see the little sister 
Watched her big brother die
I can see the young mama fallin
Yelling god why
See dad with a stern face
Look him

a young'in already had reached that
On some real life topics I've been snapping
You ain't bust no shots boy you been capping
You ain't living how you said it

cry
Nothing's the same
In my eye

Oh yeah

We were young
And innocent
Back in the day
You were heaven sent

Here we are
Days gone by
In our hearts

These days are getting better bit by bit
(But the world makes me sick)

And I'm way too young to worry about the world
Since I'm trying to find my path

in life without you, be like I don payin, Oh

Oh my prayers only to jah, make me no die young
Omotena give me loving make I feel better
I am a young

want
You only wasting my time yo what the fuck you want
Young nigga stuck to the grind man what the fuck you want
I should’ve just hit decline man what

Nah, but you have spoken about death and your own demise
Yeah, yeah, like everybody dying young
And like, what was X, 20?
If you're truly great you die

drip is looking mixed match
How the fuck a young nigga did that, came up out the trenches, big diamond necklace and I'm flexing
Ayy, ayy, heartbreak made

overthinking in my thoughts I'm still confused on how you change
I come from that block, they by the corner serving fiens
Gotta make it out the trap

of a face contorted
I laid them to rest, you attempt new life
To display your virtue, garner the eyes
Let it die
Let it die young
Let it die young

Behind

Left to Lie

Bobby Long

Dirty Pond Songs

2009

I'm afraid to die
I'm nearly old
I'm almost young
Or so I'm told

You say time is a healer
Faith is death
Or left to die
I won't put my

it up, inhale, I sigh
But deep down I know it's 'gon be alright 
That's what you told me right
Still wondering what it's like to die
Smoke so much it's

by the cops and shit
It’s a democracy you gotta talk and shit
Nah
But anyway, I’m in the stu straight knockin shit
You Know I live in this bitch no

scholarships
Serving anybody turning beef into a whopper jit
I ain’t tryna die young you heard that nigga Roddy Ricch
7’s like cartoon clothes cause they’ll

after school smokin dope back in 6th 
We was young and dreamin bout them Rollie's on are wrist 
Now a nigga second home lookin like fifth
Ave 
Pack so

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy wrapped in white linen
Wrapped in white linen

by the legs
Let go!

Oh, things are different now...
Don't let these days of doubt
Turn them inside out

When you were young, they wore a different

incited by these girls two young girls that look like porn stars

Through a color hoop, the little piggies jump
The girls also use, baby bottle milk.
How

This shit is bonafide
In my blood I swear I'm born to ride
Never thought I'd see the day the street the code would die
Sho' ya right 
She might love

dreams when we little, ni**a
Life go by, seen too many get hit by the dream killer
But I still dream, ni**a
Red eye, no sleep
Flight to the westside,

like a mop once it's up then it ain't Coming down
Do or die how a young nigga sliding
By himself how a young nigga riding
Ima let that bitch blow perfect