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You'll never know)
Freedom is a vice
In the dead of the moonlight
(Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go)
Whiskey in my veins
Hand over the reins
Your money or your

family
If I get a caught up on cameras i'm making a statement to all my endeavors
Won't leave the yard till the album is done, only way that i'm leaving my

And broads for days
In the broad of day
Like I'm on display
Pushing my album, It's on the way
Keep ya heat tucked, We all on the way
Came to yo hood with no

movin'!
We can keep the club jumpin' till daylight
From New York to L.A. through the Bay; right?

Back up to back up in the mix like that (yeah!)
And I

anime
And eat some sushi all to go and dance the night away
Dive in your ocean and go snorkeling along the bay
Catching some shade in San Diego sippin

Good Life

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

Movin' in my land cruise 'cause my Lexus caught a flat
So had to take it back
Gold and platinum albums bought me gold and platinum credit cards
I work

every day
Climb every day
Sky high every day
I made a road
Try my likkle way
Couldn't even tell
How many times in a day
How many road
Trips miles in a day

a purloined lighter
Leave arteries flow choked like an In-N-Out drive-thru
Then evolve to resolve your clogged heart shocked by Raichu
Catch him blazing in

Makes me realize our worlds are not the same

Who are you and why are your eyes pierced with pain?
In a bay of sadness, torn by hope

Try to touch my skin

Verse 1:
To me, your face is the moonlight, 
Your smile: the stars in the skies.
In the brush of a wing, I can hear your voice sing, 
And the tears

Grand rising its a new day
Alarm ringing, up at 7 am to shoot the first scene
Preparation in my presentation that's the first thing
Another way

cheap, okay 
Shorty fly RDU one way

One way, fill up my pockets in one day
We blown’ up, Pompei, so she text me back timely
I don’t got the time to be

This is for my niggas from Los Angeles
Valley-o
Oakland, Long Beach (yes sir) , The Bay
Niggas gettin' money all day every day

Iove the most - to go

Dancin' by the ocean 
Shaggin' by the bay
Got to keep my feet in motion
A good times on its way

Salt in the air on a cool summer

Golden Loom [outtake]

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991

1991

Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky,
I see the sailin' boats across the bay go by.
Eucalyptus trees hang above the street
And then I turn my

Bay
I'm recording every day
So I can make it
From Charlotte to Wells, Maine
Seattle or the Golden State
I'm recording every day
So I can make it
Because

for The bay, gonna hit a triple double
Better get out my way
Yeah, get out my way, You don't know the name
I'm tryna get by, one day at a time
I got new

saying that this is too much
Boston for b-day
Looking at they bay
Thinkin' of buying a boat off of e-Bay
Seeing a bag an reel it in
105 on the 405 freeway

a fire in fantasy land
I saw it happen it made me a man

Sun setting on the day
High tide had the waves carry him
Left him floating in the bay
Moonlight

low in the day and
Serve that Ye' by moonlight (Au)
They out of sight when they roll by
Just serving them clucks as they stroll by
Lowkey, the smokies

I bet your wedding was
A sweet day in winter
By morro bay
But I can't stop thinking about
All the things you'll never say

A rose gold wedding dress

5 days a week
Cuz I was lonely by myself, alone I couldn’t find peace
I lost myself for a bit there, I ain’t frontin I speak
Honestly, i mean how else

living in me
Im getting to know someone that I dont see
Im hearing somebody that dont even speak
Hope im approved by king of the kings
My Lord

album is no exception.
The CD edition on the esteemed Ottawa label The Beautiful Music is housed in a beautiful gatefold digipak with artwork by Jamie