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niggas now he stuck up on the block
Mommom couldn't check em
Now he moving kinda reckless
N he never had a pop so he got the message
You keep doing what

life
He making all things right 

I got my hate on the low
I gotta shoot for the stars 
I keep my dreams on high 
I gotta reach for the stars 

And I'm

bread
We aint With the Hear say
We keep our moves air tight
fucking with the great escape
The biggest that's up in this place
I just godda keep the pace

six feet in the ground
Let cha glory be abound
So keep on doing your thing and I’m a keep doing mine
I’ll keep on seeking his face, until the end

, great, great love
We can't compare,
But his expectations are high and he'll keep it there
So anywhere you go, the whole world will know
About God's love

I'mma be about it
My niggas stay dangerous, we live by it
Stunt like my daddy and he a rider
If it don't work I'mma keep trying
Momma ain't raiser no

Play no games over here
No flaws in my rep
Keep it thoro' over here
Soaking in my purpose
Got a few things clear
Ouu'
What you doing right there
I be

the odds
How that is?
Nothing to it
Keep it moving
What they doing
Don't affect
My improvement
2 jobs plus a student
Never see me without movement
Plus I get

set a pace
Feel like I been, I been, I been, I been, running in one place yeah
I been feeling pretty good
I been feeling great
I been feeling how I

paper
Somebody's coming
For ya Neck and Check
At the same time
He said come up out them shoes
He unlaced em for ya Nigga
He ain't even let ya keep but 1

Desolation Row

Bob Dylan

Message to Love: The Isle of Wight Festival 1970 [Sony]

1996

violin on Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his

Desolation Row

Bob Dylan

MTV Unplugged

1995

the electric violin on Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now

Desolation Row

Bob Dylan

Highway 61 Revisited

1965

violin on Desolation Row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his

Tennis, Ropes, and Cubans bet yo bottom buck it cost lot
This fool claim he a boss
Don't make me laugh Michael Scott
You don't wanna race with me
Just keep

is the right thing to do
I am a positive force in my community
People emulate me
People love me
The universe responds by bringing me
Even more

my friends 'cause it's just how we were made
And with every passing day life is feeling great
Sippin' warm Baja Blast even God knows I fucking ate

see, gotta walk by faith
Gotta run my pace, and finish the race
Like all the greats, in the hall of faith

They not the same gotta fix my aim
And lift

to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery... Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be

Fooled by a peaceful
Un! He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom, trump

(BIGDMANDEM)
(He glitched the matrix, glitched the matrix)
(Oh my god, Scruff) (I love you Scruff)

I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I

Heads been caught up in the things that woo me
Like writing lyrics and producing new schemes
Limited edition I'm that you should keep
You ain't got no,

side

I don't know exactly if you could say I'm on her side
This is just going way too fast
It's all a pace I just can't keep
And it's been wearing on my

Respect

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die: The Remaster [2006] [Clean]

1994

men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Now this is Diana King doing a Yankee thing
In

Respect

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Now this is Diana King doing a Yankee thing
In

morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
Pinky winky

He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
Good times
All the tele-tubbies were feeling