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I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

Dumb Out

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 2

2006

and the fakeness
The red pill, blue pill, real and the Matrix
And I can't take this
If the game needs a new look, I'm between a tummy tuck and a face lift

Guided by the strange birds with blue feathers
Sometimes depression visits and that's when I use my wrist as a canvas
And let these powerful emotions flow

drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,

Ghost Showers

Ghostface Killah

Bulletproof Wallets

2001

(tell 'em girl)

Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up

case
Don't wanna make this easy
They push snow like Jeezy
Legend in the streets
Finna go off the heezy
I'm forged by the pain
But I still know peace
They

team like John Wall
Couldn't hear niggas like I'm talking to a brick wall
So many blues on me nigga I could probably crip walk
Punching with them bins

guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"

dread
Hounded by mouths left unfed the future screams squalor and poverty
A prison industrial complex profiting from captivity
As others will rile

on the diamonds, John Cena, can't see me
Walking on the beat, like the shit was made by DP
Trappin' all day, selling drugs, by the BP
Back to Back hits, nigga went

im no longer in school

Coolest people that i know, yeah they say im cool
Thank you god by brendan thats a really good song
Went to bryce embrys house

siege, hoes

I am surrounded by legends
Even when I don't fit in, I get in
You ain't gotta pat me down
To find the weapon
Scott Stallone won't even
Adjust

tripping
And all these bluestrips you would think a youngin cripping
I be flooding not dripping boy I'm something different
Aye call me john legend cause I'm

Bacon  my name ain’t John
But I am still a legend ha ha
No Brexit eating like its breakfast 
Om nom nom Eating like a festival 
Cleaning up no messes (huh)

I'm just tryina touch some millions
Cop a Tesla with no ceilings
A house by the pavilion
No neighbors for me to deal with
When I'm smoking with my

Heaven
I'm destined to be a legend
Packin like a villain
Leave em holy Like I'm the reverend

You jumping when you play this
Real talk when I slay this
If

these niggas is sped
I cannot walk out the house without my tech, mhmm
VVS all on my neck
I smoke on that skunk, I can't feel on my chest, mhmm
These

are annoying but I love it though
Is that what they mean by unconditional?
Driving past your house it look like Cedabrae
Haven't seen you in a while, I

Ankle Blues

Da Lench Mob

Guerillas in tha Mist

1992

Listen now Blind Baby what we want to go for on this record
Is not just a blues record, but we want a document.
An epic document depicting

u thought me
He said, Pussy’s a commodity but dick sell better
Went from dickies and house shoes to  Invicta on my wrist
I got Bobby by the pound,

nothing new
I ride around by myself listening to the blues
John Hooker, he was legendary
We sang about the same pain, musical visionary
Everybody dies, but

nothing new
I ride around by myself listening to the blues
John Hooker, he was legendary
We sang about the same pain, musical visionary
Everybody dies, but

Eternal, never lose it 
Leave the beat with bruises
Black and Blue, St. Louis
Lyrics are too fluid

Flowin' ancient like geometry 
Fulfill the prophecy 
Spit

Goodness and mercy shall follow me
For all the days of my life
As I will dwell in the house of my Father
(King Tay)
(What's the Deal Yo)

He saved us