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a degree you deny me
Cuz I'm Mexican and African American?
This must be pretend
I can't believe I'm getting discriminated against again
Seems like I can

These Are the Days

Keith Urban

Be Here

2004

child, can't you see that?"

These are the days we will remember
And these are the times that won't come again
The highest of flames become an ember

lips by the end of the night
I felt you melt into me like butter in the microwave
I can't describe to you how much I missed your gaze
I saw a healed past

crumb snatch
These hoes ain't loyal
So, most niggas can't trust that
Came from the swamp
Like a musk rat
Not a boss but I delegate
Traumatized by that

to roll a joint and it's going down
I got Bombay in the bottom of my cup
Faded but I got enough to go around
I got shoes on you can't find em in the store

both so far, from home
cnd though we made promises
Some things in life you can't control, so

PR1
How could we have known that our last date
Would be

the fly shit that you seek
Really now brotha

Yo, you know you can't front, Diamond D got the flow
But some didn't know 'cause I play down low
I got

my niggas before
A nigga go home we got Ty Beats
The illest producer in the streets
You know he come through
With that motherfucking heat
Got Twelvy,

Ima pick up shorty from the spot
She lovin’ on the coupe without a top and she like damn
And you know that shorty just as hot
Her outfit and her

Hive Bitch Fine
Straight Playa shit, A Mack so cool
Panties slide off, hot butter old school
Warm welcome here, new Boss in town
Roll Call go well, he

on
Get it get it bitch I'm really with it
You can't beat me even if I took a minute
You soft like butter
And no I'm not finished
You better go replenish

And she wanna lick me
Nah, I can't defog but I'm into Misty (Ooo)
Ok, let's go, Gen 1
My thrones ice cold like an Articuno, fly
My foes die slow
Got

To Live and Die in L.A.

Val Young

The 7 Day Theory

1996

the right across from hell
I can't cry 'cause it's home now
I'm just a nigga on his own now, livin' life thug style
So I can't smile, writin' to my peoples

a loser and I’m dying inside
I will fly away
Imma cry out loud until I die
I can’t hide
From you
Please send me back when this dream is end
Please, No one

guap but
None of em giving it out
You gotta work through a drought
You can’t be working wit doubt
Even if working wit less mean taking yo no’s
Like

fly by
Let me go home again
Let me go home again
Looking at the stars so beautiful
Grabbing you close and I'm loving you so
Learn like a child
Like

an arrow to his neck
And he was pleading, "Please, Jimmy, I just want to go to heaven"
He didn't though, he didn't let that arrow fly,
He said, "Boy, you can

ones that had to end
That's why there's never-ending styles that Jag invent
Energy I put in you can't imagine it
You give your all and you couldn't even

'cause you really can't live like that
Had to cool off, stayed home, so I really don't trip like that
Weird that's true 'cause it fits like that
Beast

Niggas sittin' dead, this is way more than
Recent tho, Reese and  pieces, flow on some Chocolate
Shit Peanut butter, nigga, you ain't stoppin
This Niggas

To many heartaches (Big Keiser)
Heartbreaks, heartaches (Big Keiser)
Having these battles again
Can't get you out of my head
Anemic got blood on my

You germans are too tough for me, i'm gonna
(man speaking german)
Oh, go eat butter, you motherfuck

Footnote upon the construction of the masses
Some

on defence
Coz what I dont have I gotta get it and what I own I gotta protect
I got dreams I need to go chase
I gotta a home i need to protect,
I gotta

disconnected, I need you're wifi 

Let's connect, let time fly by 

Why do I have to lie? 

Let everything I say be true 

Let me show you me in my entirety

Put