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in
You lucky I don't live with regrets baby
I know I'm a diamond I should live with baguettes baby
You ain't never care they could've laid my ass

You Are the One

Bing Crosby

You, the Night & the Music

1998

the bottom of my heart my heart my heart
Sing it with me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Whoa oh whoa oh ho La de ah Da da da
La da'n dah dah La

compromise me with compromise
I fight fires with gasoline hands
Elucidation: you can kiss my ass
Lord save me from the life of strife
Imma Scorpio
So you

How long can I reside here
In this hole that lives inside me
Doors were always clear to see
I just couldn't find the key
But the fire is still alive
No

The Real World

Owl City

All Things Bright and Beautiful

2011

place but I wouldn't want to live there.
I wouldn't wanna live there.

Weighed down by heavy lids and lunar lullabies,
I knew you were wide awake because

Back on the Block

Quincy Jones

Back on the Block

1989

night
Rap from your heart, and your heart's with the street
Rap on my record, man, Kimiko, send Ice the beat"
The Dude is def no doubt, what can I say?

Saigon 
Tried to let em be by gones 
But opp's toot to the same song 
Took "2" tryna give him life 
Might cost a M just to live his life 
Tough times can't

with the prettiest
Bitty
City ever witnessed
Whoa-oh
Already running late
Trapped by the man on this manic Monday
My defeated instinct vs a will to be

wanna be my housewife in an apron with a hairnet 
Tell her cook breakfast with a bare chest and her ass out
Tell her throw it back back back till i pass

exactly who I'm talking bout, I'm talking bout my crew
Came to NC from NJ just to cook up something new
Left with motivation that I never came close to in

trying save every dollar
Building up my hands going straight Benihana's
Show live we could kill and cook anybody
Back to the topic, straight insomnia
Float

can see
You love my life
And life loves me

Going self-catered, but we never cook
Can't live cheek by jowl
With the snouts in the trough
It's worth

my flesh
Let that boy cook, compliments to the chef
I'm the next best bet west side of the net
Get checked, best step with respect
Run me my check

i’m livin life like i’m supposed to do
I can cook 
 that’s word a with double use
talkin food in the kitchen or make new tunes 
make them bloom

in the studio workin' that hard
It's written, recorded, produced and mixed by 96ix
The only thing I do is cook this shit
I flick the wrist, I make

with the greats like Harper
Ya niggas just softer
Ego like my waistline I can't waste time
Trying to find the secret to survive by the street signs
Each

the heat
Not no regular steppa, I'm applying that pressure
Tearin shit down every time that I get up
No less than a buck and a nine in my pants
With God by

Right on the cort, by the basket
Got a bitch with me, she classy
I call her Angela Bassi
Ball, my nigga, Bugatti and all, my nigga
Ten at the mall, my

that Gallardo
(Woo)
Tryna earn enough and tell my momma quit her job by tomorrow
(Tomorrow)
Stack it, stack it, stack it, flip it, I make the money

take to the skies
And cook up a stew with spider's eyes
I have all kinds of potions, you cannot hide
With a flick of my wrist, you die!
If you try

just tryna live a good life
Tryna reach for a plate can't cook rice
Crazy
Gang in the wraith it's a good night
Know the haters mad this is what winning

a dream on a feeling, I'm famished
Came face-to-face with the green, now I fiend for it
Bunny, I'm buggin for karats
Don't even ken what I need, I just bend

niggas that stuck in that cell
On that T, I was giving them hell
I can't fuck with her, know she gon' go out and tell

Plugged text back, Send my Za'

I'm all alone, in someone's basement
Oh yeah I live there, I call it free rent
I've never had a care for you because you're tradeable
I might not