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the kitchen
Jail or prison, that's how I'm living
Look at me now, I'm straight killing


Typically
I can't take your bullshit spitting
Jack I'm ripping, taking

what's displayed
By these man talking trap and bando all up on their page
Man I sit and shake my head like society has failed
How these man turned

And when they try to ask what's up, she say Casey

I'll be a lady in the streets
In a dress with her hair tied up
Or I can be a freak in the sheets
In

is of the essence  
It get don't more real

Man this grinding my hobby 
Oh yeah we killing it 
Going straight to the top 
I need a million 

Man this

Damn
I got a homey wit' a felony that's tellin' me we need one love
We can reach the lower-class, but they too fucked up
And the middle-class worse,

A statue of a man eating dragon scares the children
A man can eat a dragon and his loins will scare the women
His car is an aquarium
Rotting sea creatures

in or pay the fucking fines man I'm thinking we can ball
I guess I'll do it by myself
By yourself? What you talking brother you know that I'm rocking

it's got me tied in
I like my bitch from the islands
Weed is so loud like a siren
I keep my heat when I'm sliding
Killing they moment of silence
I need

sane, it's ok to cry


Listen, look
Now I can't help but think what
If that man was me
What if the rose was different
I was him and he was me
What if he

(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)

Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

book
But I fail to tell the ones I love how much I really hurt
Failing classes
Cause I ain't been putting in work
It feels like my parents own me

screaming they love me
Player
You see how I did that? You see that

It's a beast behind them fucking doors
Got so much money, my fish tank got a diamond floor

anything
I can tell she loyal
I can tell by how she talk
You wanna know the recipe
I got too much sauce
I'm still dripping I ain't even tripping
I feel like

My words are weapons I don't need a strap
As a matter of fact you can scratch all that
I'm the man in black
And that's a fucken wrap
I don't fuck

to get on the bandwagon ..
Yeah Dre, I know what you're sayin' man, but let's tell 'em who we're
talkin' about ..

WHAT DO YOU CALL A CREW THAT CAN RAP

never reach
Now when they need a hand, they be tryna beg it from me
Listen to the cheek, man, I can barely believe
By the way they talking they can't be

Woke Up

Mike Posner

Detroit

2013

the mothafuckin' realest
Living but it's time to make a killing
Thank God I woke up

Tryna get it every day
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke

I Need Love

LL Cool J

Kool Rap

1988

man
To always be considerate and do all I can
Protect you, you're my lady and you mean so much
My body tingles all over from the slightest touch

I Need Love

LL Cool J

Magic 108 FM

1990

man
To always be considerate and do all I can
Protect you, you're my lady and you mean so much
My body tingles all over from the slightest touch

what you need (Yea)
How much for your soul
How much for your soul
You got what I want
(You got what I want)
I got what you need
(I got what you need)
How

a wrap man
Never gonna ever again stagger for you your fucking shit damn
You can't ever make up for this shit because I'm killing every reason I would need

fam
I'm still by myself
Hate being alone
But that's all I know
Man I can't figure this out
Antisocial but if you go
Might end up killing myself
All

you that I got you, so don’t worry,
And now you can stop with that: “Don’t you leave me!”
How can I leave you when you taught me so much like a teacher?