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Time is an illusion
It moves faster
The more that we forget to enjoy
So Baby won't you slow down
You can catch the sunset when you're running
Just

knew her way back when
And if you think Cat Stevens
Couldn't be my god
'Cause I heard him first in Harold and Maude
I bought all his albums i listened, I

drop the real

I got that full length about to drop in full length around the Oz
In full strength my album be a full length you bound to cop
But I ain't

you better up and go
Or give publicity and we thank you oh so

You don't like my music suck my music
By the way your fucking album blows
HEY!

Keep

enough so
Gimme the money and then the top spot
Make me the biggest hot shot
Ha nah
If I needed your opinions
I wouldn't be here writing a fuckin album
Its

the OG goats
You dropped an album bought a chain and then you bought a boat
All I did was make some music for the world I showed
The world my capabilities

What A life
What A life

Climbing up these mountains
And I know I got to fall back
Maybe if you call back
Wouldn’t have to crawl back

Late nights

mama, I'ma go in with my chin up, grinnin'
(Hey) yeah, I'm a go-getter, a smooth killer
(Yeah, yeah) yeah, I do what it do
Ay, yo, pops, you done

Love You For That

Fredo

Third Avenue

Ayy yo, mommy
It's my first album
You know I had to do something for you
Real street niggas know, man
Sometimes out here, it's like, all you

Yea
You want me down
I found a new sound and its loud
Im on a new ground and im proud
Im flexing who album when its out?
You flexing who money?

into pocket chains (woo)

All you new rappers don't be talkin' 'bout shit except doin' drugs
Wonder how you got a name (damn)
Sippin' lean, takin' E,

She was talking about how people don’t make albums anymore.

Jack Frost.

Juxx.

I keep dreaming, more than human

R. U. S. T. E.

I keep dreaming,

X.O.

The Luniz

Original Gangstas

1996

so faded, broke wit a album
But bitches on my dick like I ate it
I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind
Look you's a hoochie, want to do me,

False buddies call me dummy
I gave college a break
You got a question pertaining
To my album date
I'm in my room working on another tape damn


Changed,

hit you with the train, freight
I'm straight
Death is your fate
When my time is up, they gon open the gate
My time can't wait
Call me all-state
Cause my

the side effects
Bet you hear that pot bubbling if I'ma rhyme next

I caught a train of thought to the promised land
Luggage of contraband
Spliff he smoke

as you watch how I work
My brain is alive, all the flames that arrived, train to coincide with the pain that's inside
Expressed through the things that I

Others can be having the full strength,
Other people be like the trains,
And other ones be the planes, not the same lane
So, you can’t define us by

anorexic whenever you were staying with Dad
Sorry if I saw too much of myself in you
The taste was an on-the-nose Dylanesque when that train went choo-choo

the 2nd even though I aim to be # 1 
When It’s set in stone ;
What I mean by that is touch the people as a whole, 
Yeah my albums dark but they know I’m

Record Jock

Dana Dane

Rollin' Wit Dane

1995

on _Soul Train_)
Now honey flipped the script like Sybill
"You're not the Rapper Dana Dane with fame, is you?
Ooh, I like your records, ooh, you're the man

wings on fire. Tie you to the tracks
While you take the train home
I catch the first buzz and a Uber back...bitch

I'm six miles up you're lying on your

decease came 3 days before his new albums release date and now it's charting in 3 states. This notion pre-dates the net, TV and radio that nothing really

on to the next make sure that my bags light
Been in hell to long making this my last time
Void the soul contract I had signed
How did four years pass by already I