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on my mind like I'm Chance The Rapper
With his hat backwards
And if by chance the same chapter of the same pasture that I'm lying in
Psalm 23 is for me

Who are you
Tell me why babe
Why I can not let you go

It's like you got some kinda hold on me babe
I connect with nobody lately
I need you right by

you love me
Can't nobody love me how you love me
I love it how you love me

Like the beauty of a field of lilies on a summer day
Ya brown eyes can

friend Paul
I hate his dog and hate how it feels
When you look at me
Like you know I'm evil
I'm evil
Liars and cheats don't get that far
But I've made it

when I was sinning
Jesus Christ gives me rest
You said if I got burdens
That You will give me rest
God there's nobody else
That can do what You do for me

I'll be in places you niggas can't go
I did it alone nobody knows
Murder the OPP's that's all that I know
Jesus crist i am like God to a fiend (4real)

with me when I really just got non
You make me feel like I won some
You the type to make Ron Run
The first time I saw you
I snapped like the leadеr

screaming (Oh Yea)
Had to get right Do the dirt by myself 
I only get me and nobody else (No Telling)
I had to finesse running off with the pack 
The plug

You can't rap bro, you is useless
All I do is shoot out new hits
But don't call me cool kid
'Cause I'm on fire, like I'm cookin'
Making things lit, my

Blind Mice

Digital Underground

Who Got the Gravy?

1998

a new shock
The Cat in the Hat told me he be seeing Tupac

[Rashida]
Cinderella told me you was paid, if it's all true
Simon Says you can grab the hat,

the face

Snakes
I be surrounded by fakes
You out here tryna destroy me
You don't know you just annoy me
Bitch do you think that I care
I am not the one that

But she the kinda thot I can't get out my brain
Never gave a fuck what Simon say
All y'all niggas fake
I'm the realest nigga born in '98
All my

tonight
I know that you miss me, I do too
And everytime your drunk girl
You get in a mood
I brought the coupes outside, and baby why
I need you by my side

are
You are
You are
You are
You are
You are

You are
A special individual lady
Ain't met nobody
That's quite like you
Never met nobody
That can make me

fucking bullshit
Who the fuck is Hope Damon time to get her to fucking quit

Nobody knew her plan how the fuck did we elect
Maggie Hassan won by lying why

Mystic Stylez

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez

1995

hoes can't fuck wit me
La Chat got the gat creepin' up from the back
Chrome tone now it's on, never love a nigga Joan
'Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin'

With this whole program
(What's that?) It's a song - since
This is a songwriter's hoot
I'd like to do a song by
The two most successful songwriters
In

on a boat by the enemy but You set the captives free
I want you to do for them exactly What you've done for me
I want them to see that he who The son sets

call
If we linking don't you dare get up in the car
Fast and furious, I Walker like my name was Paul
Took her to my place, she leaving with no drawers

lookin lavish
Real nigga like me
Can't lose sleep to no sheep
Oh my mind be like 24Karats
Oh my lord, OMG
All my moves cut da check
Cuz a nigga can't be

cone to cone
And if you want talk bout trap got keys like xylophone
Told homegirl tone your ass if you wanna back this bone
Cah if you get nailed by me

to make sure that you've heard of me
Said you wanna run around the city with your friends making memories
By the morning she gon roll one up like it's her

Gotta shine bout as bright as a comet get
With my dawgs like it’s Wallace and Gromit, bitch//
Said "do I need a Coach when bitches tell me get the bag?"

a Lil ain't nobody fresh like Will (fresh)
Or Rock like Rakim all talk no walking
Vultures ain't saying shit like Stephen Hawking (nah)
Attack compact