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to go jail
cn accusation, that don't even have to be proven
Cause before you even go to court ,  your life's  already ruined 
Families being destroyed, by

offhand
The 3rd child I'm really yo youngest damn
To young to be stressin so I'll run away wit a blunt in my hand
Still tryna figure out if I even give

know better
We gon' eat like we missed dinner
Im'a Savage

Sit down, playin lock down D
Somebody betta tell'em just who we be
We some, buck wild, young

should've listened to the Large Professor
And hit the back door cause I
Was raised by my Momma
And my Nanna that I'd never hit
A women to the floor
Cause

gallon
Of laxatives by accident just to shit on you has-beens
Had it been for my past tense, I wouldn't be rapping
See these streets made me, broke me

pusher man
What you got to do with yourself? (Oh what?)
Can't you be somebody else? (No)
Look at you described to a tee (huh)
You're a fool of many in

Description Of A Fool

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

pusher man
What you got to do with yourself? (Oh what?)
Can't you be somebody else? (No)
Look at you described to a tee (huh)
You're a fool of many in

and beyond it
Take my shit

I'm kicking down your door, and if I can't, then I'mma bomb it
Bitch, I'ma hit the gas, bitch i ain't stopping
I'mma kick that door

I think, Im fallin
I been balling like a bitch shot callin
let me just be real, real quick
let me just be honest
if somebody switch then its fuck

about wars, about Lukes' bye, by himself, here it goes
You might not hear it, but it's going to be a play
And here's Lukes' breathing. Now here's luke

and the chorus says more gore
It's bull shit like a matador, mad and at the door
Scatter fatter lore, I'd rather matter more
Mi amor, I got three or four, el

Ain't Going Down (Til the Sun Comes Up)

Garth Brooks

The Limited Series

1998

dancing 
Just ain't what they really want 
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek 
And where it's George Strait 'til real late

as
I rock Gucci, won't be hung
Up over loosely voiced opinions
Made by rookies, have a lookie-
Looksie what the baker cooking, 
Nothing but the goodies,

fist two door coop all black
Yea, I'm indecisive
Want cheese like the mice but ill never be a rat
Yea, I'm indecisive

This priceless, My voice on my mic

the violence bro
Block my foes in the name of the lord
One By one am full of surprises
Two By 2 that's a silent ride
Three On 3 I've seen that before
Four By 4

Never had somebody in this life 
Who would make me feel like I'm alright 
I can be myself, show you all of me 

Let you know that you can make

Holidae In

Snoop Dogg

Jackpot

2003

still spinning
Valet lookin' like he in the game and must be winning
To room four-nine-O I'm headed; on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator

Always blinded by love
Wanted my life to be done
Never peaceful here I just wanna have some fun
My heart is always cold
Repeatedly never gets old

Enemies dey knock my door 
I be moving differently 
Make dem tell me what they want 
Make dem no dey speak Chinese 
As dem dey plan bad I dey take

Make It Hot

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith [Clean]

1995

the rookies out the frame
and they be knowin' Uncle's flowin' in the game
Queens to uptown I'm gettin' down for my crown
When you see me comin' through just

a vacay so stop tripping
See all the steady eyes so they envy
Got these jewels on me brighter than a christmas tree
I'm that bitch haters wish they wanna be

am is infatuated by you
How much?
Well, enough to write this song right?
Just to let you know I have no high hopes or whatever, incase you're wondering

You were such a very good person
But tonight
I don't know what's gotten into you
Listen
You lied to your parents by telling them you were working

take em off it

Who am I boy I'm A hustler defined and I'm a get on my grind 
Somebody should tell him Y'all don't want none
It's my time I'll always be