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a vision, and in that future, I seen chalk
But I plan to get the green
Climb like I'm jack with the bean stalk, I'm in my bag
So like a vegetarian, I'll let

you in, because the rhythm
The chord progression is such that it imitates a pop, like romance song
And then it starts off kind of, yeah, wholesome,

isn't it, wow
Just me and my trophy
Five'four but ten feet above me, wow
It's just me and my trophy
Tempted by hoes?
No I ain't no dummy, wow
She says if

By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,

I have faith that I am exactly where I am meant to be
I trust in God's plan for my life
I surrender my will to God
I am disciplined by my purpose
I am

We got we got history 
You know how to get to me coz we got we got history 

Pull me in and push me out You fuck with my mind
That hot and cold then

exploitation and strife
Nothing is more precious in life

West Wind with your splendor
Take my brothers by the hand
Sunshine spread your glory
Unify this

exploitation and strife
Nothing is more precious in life

West Wind with your splendor
Take my brothers by the hand
Sunshine spread your glory
Unify this

don’t want to get in trouble i
Want to be scared i’m trying my
Best to be scared i’m trying my hardest
To be scared no, no, no
I don’t want to talk i

wake up with my songs in my mouth  Wishing I had got powers to make songs that won't die with time but how do I get it,how do I?
Say God by my side I

i [Album Version]

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

don't recognize we been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no more
Black stars can

In order for me to be happy 
I need to let some of these so called conspiracies out in my poetry
Because there's some truth to these things, you may

I got judge Judy
The booty looking so bougie
I’m a different type a rookie get nookie lookie you following
Everybody who hollering in cum you

thought last year
I was abundantly clear
When I said in the song that
I was out of ideas
I'm done with the fearfully festivе, no
Never again
Now, you may

won’t stop me, no

They can’t chain my soul now

Slow living in this life

I wonder if I'm gonna fly

And if the birds are in the sky, singing maybe I can

A fire truck goes screaming by
And it reminds me of that night
When you said that you were coming home
Then I waited up 'til four in the morning

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002

and a life within rhythm 
Rhythm is life and life is driven by rhythm 


My attention during moments of invention can be snared by the snare drum 
And a quick

music and poetry
cs a lyricist, I write about my life story.
Personally and musically
What I say and do must be in perfect harmony
ct 5, I wrote my first

issue was I was too fucked up to write bars
Hell, my ass thought I woke up on a hotel in Mars
I was flying my spaceship, I was hoping by the stars
Then I

No, no, that's good that's my passion

Farrakhan was not correct about
Everything in his
Career, but those points resonated with many
As he dispatched

reversed, yea, yea, I reversed, yea, yea

I got divorced and I never found anymore worse
But if I find anyone else in my life, I will love her, because I want

world in my eyes
See out the window in my room that I'm hidden inside
I'm just a kid who stays speakin' his thoughts, talkin' his mind
Life a roller

the divine collyrium of self-knowledge in my eyes, which had got blinded by the cataract of ignorance. 

3. Gurur-Brahma Gurur-Vishnu Gurur-Devo Maheshwarah.