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hardly
In his image, Godly
Feel it when the song sings
Fly like I got taxes
Make them wanna ask this:

[Hook: Destiny]
Sugar, Sugar
How’d you get so fly?

outta cheese I gotta stash Inna safe
Keep yo plan low key cause they'll run in ya place
Go wit yo gut little nigga I you think he a snake
Don't even fuck

deff do the most
Too rare in these waters a red gyarados
Think I still love my ex, sike
Though he broke me the most
And i bounced back
Straight like

of his Spaulding 
Balling 
Hmm
Seems it just ain't for all us 

Once I hit scene 
They gon love me 
Remember this here 
Everybody I called it 
Switch in

write it out in musical creations
It's streamlined
If it's real, then my love needs relations
Girl be mine
And I really want you, but you make it too easy

We need more understanding of human nature
because the only real danger that exists is man himself
He is the great danger and we are pitifully

never got no hugs when I fell down in the playground
Maybe it would be different now
But how a mother's love gave so much to us, too
Made us soft but

Journey

Woodie

Northern Expozure, Vol. 4

2002

[A-Wax]
Yo feel my flury
Feel my fury
Middle finger to the world
Till I'm burried
Heaven or hell
Choose one or be a treat
By seven I'm in

Journey

Woodie

Savage Timez

2001

[A-Wax]
Yo feel my flury
Feel my fury
Middle finger to the world
Till I'm burried
Heaven or hell
Choose one or be a treat
By seven I'm in

emotion you a warrior nigga that was the norm
Thats like learning how to make love by watching porn
Them niggas acting
Even the savage of savages got they

an underdose of civilisation and slowly went to sleep
And now our God is dead, we lean on a lawyer instead

Now me and my love we've got no time for living in

had a fall, I done scraped my knee
Through it all, I stand tall, cuz ya can't faze me
No fading
I'm etched in stone
Here forever, either love me

paper towels
In Puerto Rico

I’ve got no love
From barrio to distrito

Sad fake news wants to try
And discredito
NY Times Op-ed
Kept secreto
I’m meant

the devil, burn the churches

Monster nigga, I'm a demon, now he lurkin'
In love with her like it's a hex
The choppa it's makin' her wet
Got white on her teeth

Sold in bulk to the young it's fed as fun times never cope wit stress
Lost their thought and taught the rest reform, regress sorry I got off the subject

to Harvard
And me to technical school 
But I want you to know
Me and your husband came together
And he's fine with out little dance playing out

Playing out...

Clock is a ticking
Our deep help beliefs are threatened by heathens
Hippies and lefties are in the streets screamin
They've left a big crack in our glass

got more to share than this I can feel it in my loneliness Oh lover want you help me see Little bit of possibility I've been waiting for this time I set

parole
Before I let chu harm mines
Them drillas got them frog eyes
Love a bitch with tan lines
Need some niggas in my circle
That's gon do that fed time
I

the envy
It's not little it's plenty
And all that hate shit ain't in me
So I treat it like a bitch and start to pay no attention
I just focus on digits

the whole bail
That nigga got his freedom back, he using it well
But the system leaves a mark on you that others can tell
We gotta fight a little longer, know

them all go in such a rush

When the mailman come 
He brings the morning sun 
Sitting somewhere there on his back 

I sit and watch the world go by

don't even go like

Though, visible improvement made myself push a little bit more
In the store, the bed, the bus, instrumentals I don't ignore

I

Beautiful People

Chuck D

Always Strive and Prosper

2016

lap it's more like a marathon
This track ain't no track just something I set it on
Live life in harmony, put love in your arms
Forgive to receive