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music, they distributing happy meals
Could never be Cloud Committee, or even Guerrilla Guild (Never, uh uh)
New to the game, boy you still need Infamil,

me shivering in my boots I'm too Cold
Black as a muhfuckin sharpie I'm Bold
Half y'all flows nowadays be stole
Try me nigga
Watch a happy face fold
You

started spitting
Why you telling me bout stages
I'm only a beginner
Stop comparing me to Ray J
You catch the drift
Or are u drifting away
All I'm trynna do

and learned
Shut my mouth and tried to listen bleeding needing a turn
To get across my claims
Had a flame until it vanished like we lost the J
Could blame

Kiss Me
By: Luvinnia Flowers


Dis that track you gotta uh
You know
Light a j or sun ya dig
Whoo whoo whoo
Ok ride


I just lay my head back
Pause

to me
Cause the Walking dead be some enemies
The World scared of this new disease
It's stay safe with parenthesis
Protect myself By any Means
Super

man
It took you, it flipped you, it dipped you, it kicked you
Onto the ground, refuse what they tell you
I ain't no angel give you happy 'hella vibes

shantytown and
All those rules that cause so much strain
Why don't we run away

Weeks have gone by and I still see you down at S & J
Still haven't seen you

is therapy with melody lines
I'm so happy I'm fine
It's hard to tell if this will last forever
I swear you can't tell by your timeline That nobody has

I ain't slept good in like 2 months 
I can't wait til the hitta says the jobs done 
I get a blood rush from all this gun stuff
Like when a bad b come

see where I last
Yea, and I wake up blushing
Happy mood but blues is coming
I don't let him through for nothing, he just nudging through and tugging

"The Watermelons Ripening"
By Christina J. Thompson 

Mother, comfort your babies
Ignore your empty arms
Dig fingertips deep in the rubble
Sing them

still turnt cause we get heat
Tell em take seat just made 170 this week,
Mo like mo gone grab some j u acting cheap
But when that time right when I come

J. stacy / e. amato / d. fraga / b. reardon

I should have known, southwestern's overblown
I thought it looked casual, it really felt like home
Well

time is ending, still I kill it and go and send it
I'm in control, doing shit you don't know
I'm ascending, living, winning, moving like I'm J

CEO shit, fuck nigga uh, for sure, uh
Happy Halloween 2 ayy

When the lights low and nobody lookin'
You can always smell me
In that kitchen cookin',

and Kraf gave him P-Squeezy beats
J A B Z's squeezed in some beats
Arkain gave him the Surreal and that shit that's on it
Bekangeke aphushe i-passion without

Seboni f7ali
(Leave me be)
Tel3o mn bali
(Get out my head)
Wana mali
(I have no concern)
Hadi 7yati 
(This is my life)

Mabghaw ychoufouni hanya

But, Mr. Adams

William Daniels

1776

1969

Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons

of me sitting happy on the coast
The blue water crashes down, the ocean sound
By a lighthouse; image that I felt in a book
My children play together

Ryanair
I found a friend in my lover
I saw deceit in my brother
But found my dreams in my mother
She saw hers through her son too
Got brought home by the PC

Front Page

Compton's Most Wanted

Represent

want to be part of the group
Don't think the trigger happy motherfucker won't shoot now (boo-yaa!)
Innocent victims get caught up
Very first drive-by

a song, from the loud and wrong, it don't hurt you , it make you strong
i take a bomb, and I blow the spot, i'm still J brown and you ain't forgot

turn

after
Twelve a.m
I'm only outside if it's a.t.m
You still on the job i get paid by wisemen
And if I send the u.k out it's blem blem
It's been a while