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Chorus: 
Cast a shadow I have grown
Day by day, I know it all gets better, gets better
Brick by brick to build me up
Day by day, I know it all gets

that you go have to show me
Every day I be postin' its a whole lotta shit I done done in the streets
When I hear it, they slidin, you know I be focused
I

I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world

and it's amazing
To have you by my side
My best friend 'til the end, my ride or die
My life gift this it, our time to fly
I never thought I'd find a love

bringing in
Every second I'm breathing I will cry for whatever blessing I'm receiving
These few verses can be a sign of me teaching
For some I might be

With some weed and some vice, on the street by the lights
This some real Miami shit like DJ Entice, you wanna go tough guy
Please lord I need some advice

the world in six-days with your hands
Or you're gonna have to pray every day with your hands
Create the world in six-days with your hands
Or you're gonna have

make me cry
I want to take myself to some place else
I play this game by all the rules, but sometimes fate restrains you
From doing the things you want

feel amazing
Don't know if I'm straight
Don't know if I'm gay
But with a penis this good
I could hit it every day
Penis in the back
Penis in my face
Love

feel amazin
Don't know if I'm straight
Don't know if I'm gay
But wit a penis dis good
I could hit it every day
Penis in da back
Penis in ma face
Love da

from my brain today is the news I can’t fight for my aims.
Never stand out! Hide in the crowd!
Every step I try to take is pulled down by the fear

sexy man
He goes by the name of Sam
Every time I see him around
He instantly gets me aroused

Please Sam, can you give me little sippy
Please Sam, you

Pimpin' All Over the World

Ludacris

The Red Light District [Clean]

2004

all over the world

I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican Day Parade
Then at night, I'm in New Orleans drinkin' hand grenades
Outnumbered by

a gram of graham crackers
And some Van de Kamp's
I think I'll eat some Ambiens
Like they're candied yams
Cut a couple cadavers up and
Have a little snack

chains
But that's hard to do when you're oppressed like every damn day
Like every damn day
As I grow older the colder my heart becomes
I swear that I

And common sense, don't be fucking fine with this
They've sighed and dissed every time we try to fix this
Pose as intellectual kings, I guess just minus sense

see me get it all 

Hurt by who I'd never hurt
Ran over by who I'd ride for
Killed by who I'd die for 
That's life can't cry tho 
Still goin hard 
Get

I'm the loneliest bitch of them all
I have no fucking friends to call
Should I even try?
I'll probably start to cry if they even say hello
Remember

see the day where my anger's dismissed
You better go and change your wishlist 'cause I

Yeah, manifested this
Do not treat me like some adolescent

every time I'm in town
Heart skip a beat whenever you come around
Know I love to make you smile, hate it when you frown
You gone have my heart til they

Roddy Piper like a ollie hopper
Watch as I kick in your door and karate chop ya
Or better yet I'll come and kill you by putting some drugs in your burger

the deep end
Some would call it inspired
I'm being whittled down to the edge of my wire
Some would say, "there goes a dejected boy", I just count the days

up on my face,
Dragged down by my burdens, so I
Had to take some time to myself
But know I ain't fall off baby I was just learning to fly
Now I set my

by day I'm getting older
I don't wanna be riding solo
And we won't have to cry no more
And we won't have to cry no more
Bitch I have got a few loose