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again
Because I'd never leave your side

Since I met you
I've been seeing green in crimson places
I've been waxing poetic in silence
You don't listen

On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is

Comme l'album du papa d'Adonis

Sur l'côté comme si j'tape un corner
Prochaine porte qui cache un stop
Métropole, j'ai peur de la syncope
Nique un

fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch

I make a movement with the melodies
Crowd moving like the centipedes
Not trynna be heavenly
Just misunderstood like my people with some felonies

shit
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

[Big Boi]
O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family
Pearl

green
I took a step back just to marvel
At all of my blessings
I’m stuck in a moment of peace
Immune to all of my stresses
Surrounded by people I cherish

Train Song

Phish

Billy Breathes

1996

upstream to the place we live

The glass on the lantern cast back the sight
Of a drive-in movie we drove by below
We saw where we'd been in the pictures

Talked about when we'd get out
Out from under Bowling Green

Escaping our mothers
And singing old show tunes
Thinking of Corey
Matt, Paul and Nathan

it back to basics, 
Changing faces, ain't no place for me to go,
Years go by, cause time ain't slow,
Tears are vapour when I can't flow
Thinking

[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up

Your album is irrelevant, I'd rather bump some Taylor swift
Shoot g in the place named after creatures that can grant a wish
Your music ain't no fan

vision
Thought it'd be a straight line but the path is half twisted
Language has helped me navigate through many bad winters
Provided an escape mechanism

zijn?
Mag ik glowen, mag ik shinen in je bijzijn?
Mag ik m'n waggie rustig rijden
Als een drive by?
Mag ik rustig boeken lezen, mag ik wijs zijn?
Huh?
'k

my life 
By trick or treat 
My album drops in your sack
I speak freely 
Fuck all these dumb broad
Whorey females creepin on my shit
Can’t call me

niggas so live, why the fuck would I care
When that lambo flow by, y'all suckas gon' stare
And all them haters gon' hate
Fuck them, 'cause all them hoes

Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!

West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch

I’ve been counting all my stack up
Then i went out, bought a Challenger
Dude pulled up at the light
Green light go
He did not challenge her
Spent 4K

to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by

fucked a girl at summer camp
Change the story so the fam believe me
Them days ain't over
My mentality was changing as I got older
Promising an album by

I seen many men fold, many hearts turn cold
Many died by any means on the long road to the cheddar green
Now baby this that funk, girls shake they

right around
But for now
He couldnt stand knowing he can’t provide
So he left it all behind
On the table to the side
Somewhere he knew that she’d find

Leaf

A$AP Rocky

Live Love A$AP

2011

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick

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