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Yeah, CHOMP 2
9th Wonder
Yeah, let me talk to 'em
Yeah, yeah

The sun is beamin' down, I'm wrapped up in the light
May never be fulfilled

a worry and a dad
Cause my mama had me at 14 and that shit was hell uh sad
Cause nobody in her life had told her no don't do that
Cause i'm steady killing

Your cognitive was targeted for assaults by a stroke
Weren't close, since my entry was concurrent
With plenty of your hurting, now it's curtains, I'm

soul aint close to being sold

I used to get high to escape my mind
Now i get by by being on grind
All of the time
All of my time is gone
And i know
I

soul aint close to being sold
I used to get high to escape my mind
Now i get by by being on grind
All of the time
All of my time is gone
And i know
I

my side!
please never leave me alone.
Stand by my side!
close to me call my name.
Stand by my side!
please never leave me alone.
Stand by my side!

it
This rap shit is like adrenaline, it got a rush to it (got a rush to it)

People tell me that it's been a minute but I'm still in it
I'm from

a pic[02:05.01]That nigga Marco by himself he don't got nobody close to him

up[02:07.24]They just been living it down[02:08.81]Yeah[02:11.43]And I'm on king shit only, where's my crown?[02:13.82]Yeah[02:14.60]And I been stacking money by

as a special guest by special request
And I want to thank my son for loaning me this microphone once again
They may have to wrassle to get it back
You know,

Devil Music

The Pharcyde

Cydeways: The Best of the Pharcyde

2001

Or the sheep who cried wolf
And threw the deadly hoof
While the wolf was asleep
I keep my mind a ghost
Follow my heart the most
Don't play fools too close

alright, Mr. Knox. Wait a moment, let me turn this down. 
SFX: Footsteps

Knox: What a magnificent voice, who is that sir?

Roosevelt: It’s the very first

you calling a close call
I called in the reaper texted me
I’m tryna get me an Emmy
Fake decent but shorty skinny
Only fucking with dimes now
She short

24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by

24/7 I've been working overtime

and run
Grace falling on my soul all around me
Scars made whole where my soles and the ground meet
Scars washed away from my heart that were deadly
Scars

and
Never tire, will never sell them
This soul of mine
Will forever reside inside
Been jotting these rhymes since I was 14
Been killing  this mic about 2

Violated eyes are marked
Lacerated with burning steel
Who's to blame for all this madness
You're the one who freely chose
Close the windows of your soul

to moon
No body hears me, Im losing the mood
Hearing that song
In my head cause of you
Beautiful voice in my head in a loop
I don't like F 14 I could love

Feeling like I need to speak what is my soul
Seem like every other week I be coming close
To be the one to blow, only thing I want the most
I can't

Rudeboy Salute

Buju Banton

Terror Squad

1999

a sentence
Me and Tone Soul still co-defendants
Know your legends, Fat Joe, Soul blowin' up sessions

Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection

Can't Get Close Enough to You

Michael Bolton

All That Matters

1997

no control
You shake my soul when we touch
Still I can't get close enough to you

Time goes by and it grows stronger still
With a smile I

[Verse 1]

I’ve had my lows, and I’ve had my highs
All of those moments have my opened my eyes 
They led me to music, and opened my mind 
Showed me

outside, inside, I have it

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my soul to keep
Abusing, accusing, confusing the slow
Miss of doom, miss of gloom, I close

She's the girl of my dreams and my nightmares[00:09.32]She's the girl of my dreams and my lies[00:14.33]Hold me close, uh[00:15.53]I need you