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from ya, look up
Got these sideline niggas talkin woulda, shoulda, coulda
With the smoke, on god, hallelujah when we pull up
Yeah it's weed
It's all I

Suck Yourself

N-Dubz

Against All Odds

2009

The money it goes up, day by day
And baby, pricks should never say my name
I came, from a place where it's all on
So I'ma take war and lead the boys

Dear Mama

2Pac

Death Row Greatest Hits [Clean]

1996

boys, breaking all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different

well
We are some partying mothafuckas"

Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick

I got the biggest heart in the world, I mean how could anybody hate me
I made it and my own brother aint even congratulate me
Always want me to hit

Shorty giving brain I need it so a homie maintain
Respect to both my brothers cuz they putting me in play
All these bitches wack I don't know what to say

going cuz of you on my momma i ain't even gone lie
For sunny days
When all this rain and pain go away
Gang im on the way
Off these drugs make me feel im

The strange fruit hangs by the treasonous
The U.S. never meant it's for us
So I take a knee & pledge to my people
My pedigree pure, ain't no room for evil
You

Same' shit over and over, movin' Forward, but it feel backwards
But these voices in my head keep Tellin' me don't panic

For Kalea, Ja'mea, Jamaiya

full of lies
It's hard to feel alive they ain't satisfied 'til we die
Heard another nigga gone, ain't nothing to do but sigh
On these dirty blocks
Yeah

to the gristle

What
You thought it was over
No BOY I'm back with the Hits

That ain't my work
Just
let ''em burn

BOY I'm 400 degrees

Slow motion
Better than

tell 'em, "Suck a dick" 
Middle fingers up, they ain't talkin' 'bout shit
And it's M.O.B., yeah, money over bitches 
I'ma be this way 'til I'm

The Talking Leaves

Johnny Cash

Come Along and Ride This Train

1991

it's done
These are talking leaves, my son
The white men's talking leaves"

The white man takes a berry of black and red
And an eagle's feather from

Money's when you go get yo niggas up out them streets, yeah
OiNN
It still ain't enough money

All these loopholes thought I was it, but they tag me like

they done turn bro's
And all of my niggas now they done turn woes
Doin' it for the money, never doin' it for a hoe
Yeah, I  love my brothers and I pray

put all this pain in my music but niggas not even listening clear
I got these broke niggas hating on me I got some bitches lying on me
I ain't gonna lie

a 100 I keep it a grand 
I feel like I'm diddy I'm making these bands  
I'm all in your city just me and the gang 
Where are u from wat is u saying
Wat is

my year I'm taking over bro
A lotta people out here talking shit
But I don't here them no
I gotta a lot of heart
It's time to let it show
I ain't got

Tay! Nah I don't trust a soul approaching me, Cuz they think they know it all
I roll a blunt and puff the weed, I ain't got no smoke fa y'all
Been

Yoo
I ain't playing no more
2020 my year
Watch out
Hop out peka boo
Time to run down give me all your loot
Shocking you up like pikachu
Mask on you

My Dear

T.I.

Me Against the World

2008

unfair, you showed no care,

And that's why I am through

All the pain,

All these years,

I hate to walk away,

But I gotta say goodbye my dear,

I'm so

Love Hurts

Poetess

Simply Poetry

1992

beatdowns, it ain't cool
It's bad enough we got it rough in society
Oppression and poverty, no need to be fightin 
Each other, a brother hits a sister,

father father

Farewell to all my sistas

Farewell farewell farewelll


So D.a knock me out the park wit it

Told me 50 years and that was just the start

away
Know where to go but don't know where to stay
Lay in the car, let it all fade
Look at the sky, so nice and grey
Ain't it babe
Make that face
Running