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Cowboys

Fugees

The Score

1996

Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your

For Me

k.

History Grows

2012

sickening
(Make it hot for me) 
We might do it every night
(Til the days relieved) 
We'll go out in a dive 
be a bad boy (uh)
On the dance floor

Stop

breath-work
Good at taking direction?
We'll find out in the next verse
Baby we're hot and cold
I need you by my side
Baby just let me know
If you want me there

Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
We

instilled inside my head
Lost cause
Cold case
Had me seeing red
Lock jaw
Bit down on a barrel
By the river bed
Smoke and mirrors
I was raised with the fear

the cold weather
Clips for the berretta laying by my umbrella
Shit, I'm down for whatever!
Nowadays, snipers got you in scope
Just ask Lee Harvey Oswald in

and it's hot
Feelin' on the ceilin' but we made it to the top, yeah
Steady pedal, powder, pounds of flour in my living room
Gotta get em out, they bout

Respiration

Common

Time Travelin'

2008

Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months

make a nigga freeze
(Cold hearted make a nigga freeze)
Cold hearted make a nigga freeze
I been holding baggage way too long
I done hid it deep inside my

Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
This ah one ah murda, woii
Junior Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
Two-two-twin
This is why we hot, gangsta nuh play
One

Black Rain

Val Young

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

cold outside in the middle of the summer 
days fly by nights fall like lumber 
crys... inside of the minds of the younger...the hunger 
scream through

night time clean out the sky
You know it's a little hot boy let me get two more
Pop and it's gone that's the power of light And you don't understand you

fish I prayed to the Gods
And it rained on us Lunch
Dame's wanna bang on the bus now
Beauty gave me brains till I bust

But I'm feelin way out of touch

cold (cold)
And that block was hell hot (ayy)
Nah, that 'Gatti ain't no rented (skrrt)
And I ain't seen none of my dawgs in a minute
I'm on that

But fuck the touching
It’s love or it’s not
You fall or stand for something
Fureal tho
She blowing out my candles like her Bday
I told her that them

Claritin
I'm so emphatically talented
It's embarrassing
And with these punchlines I'm the
Man son like Marilyn
Stop my grind? Boy, you out of your mind
I'm

a nosebleed, like a nosebleed down my face
Boy tried, don't even know me
Can't touch me I'm an OG
Yeah you better run find your homies
Got caught slipping by

toe tag
New bitch got Chanel flats, that's a toe tag
Pull up off the lot, skkrt skkrt
Came with no tags
I'm a hot boy, so guess what, I pay cold cash

the gutter put that on my mother your mood and your heart  it gets cold like the winter,
Dem boys hit the block shit gets hot like the summer,
Move in Gang,

his days of old
One day I'll be him on the porch, sippin' on something cold
And it stuck with my soul
I been divided at the road
Hot

Ain't no cartact 
Touch the mic is hot 
You can Check the thermostat 
That is just to tell you This is exactly where the hell we at 
Make her purr
So I

Checking me out like damn hes interesting
Ice so clean it's like goddam listerine
Drip so hard that it falls off the walls
Rhymes sweat so far coast down my

Summer type of nigga cause I'm hot,
Got a cold heart, like the winter how'd I fall?
Use to shape the earth to keep em happy till I had no one to call

from goin' under, I'm a cold mothafucka
I fall to my knees and thank God before I do my thang (thank God)
I don't know why, I love to gangbang
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