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it's not none left
Though I'm walking through the valley of the shadow of the death,
But i fear in every form?
Cause I know He's by my side
Though

monotonous moment that
I punched the clock
Was equivalent to furnace fuel
In the form of a "fiery rock!"
Welcome to trial by fire measured in Celsius
You can

My dark days are filled with sunshine, no rain
I aint givin no lifeline, all pain
Maybe it's my time insane
Are these thoughts all mine
My brain
Is

Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

daughter (it's all good)
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby

It was all a dream, I used to read Word

Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like

Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like

this shit
And these rhymes we spit
and these rhymes
Rhymes we
Rhymes we spit
In a blue room
Lost my thought
Life full of gloom
Just left here to rot
I

Embezzlement, fraud, desolate thoughts
And insecurities stressing your heart
The message is brought to you
By your next of kin
Was never suited for family ties

of the Longhorns
With Ike and our prose always had the strong form
All while I was rebelling against the patriarch
Figured that I'd make my mark by making art
See

and out of time
Hey, hey, hey I feel it slipping away
Year on year
Day by day

And how do you know when it's really crunch time?
You could choke

While you wallow in grief I keep pursuing dreams
That's what separates you and me
Ayo I like sorrow, cuz without any life's hollow
Bad dark days followed

Lost in space
Lost in time
Sanity replaced
By a new paradigm
Awaken to debris
Upon a foreign land
A new reality
A new world at hand
A world as empty

like family and loyalty
Or real rap songs like "C.R.E.A.M." or "My Melody"
Diamonds are forever like my infinite thought
Like respect in the hood that

Hell 4 a Hustler

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

play me for a buster, make it hell for a hustler

Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape

Dream

Glenn Lewis

World Outside My Window [Bonus Track]

2002

all I do is dream about the times we had together
We used to think that they would last forever
But who've thought it be my fault we didn't make it

and get high
Been on ethic working hard
Say my dreams is stupid
Slip in quicksand
Falling quicker as you going down
Make it easy, take the crown
No making

friend we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing

Working Girls

10cc

Windows in the Jungle

1983

Working girls are lost in dreams
Buried in a paperback romance
Why don't you wake up to reality
And watch those fingers at the office dance 

When

head to my feet
Uniquely different in the eyes that I see
Uniquely different from my tongue to my cheek
Uniquely different from my thoughts to my dreams

head to my feet
Uniquely different in the eyes that I see
Uniquely different from my tongue to my cheek
Uniquely different from my thoughts to my dreams

one day, Nyu equiped his ship
And set course to the closest star
He identified live forms signal in a planet 
A planet, that according to it's people

chances with every decision
Like my life's about to end
Guide my way
The silence speaks in rare form
Won't Escape
Incapable of all
I slaved for days
Looks

lack of skills or work ethic, see I got um
Show up in top form, blow the top off, no exactly 
What I'm fighting for but the right door still ain't

and every thought in my head
Maybe one day I can get up out this bed
And make my dreams come true so this can

Take me to a place where I’m living in Nirvana