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that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my

Who's the Man?

Heavy D & the Boyz

Beats & Rhymes: Hip-Hop of the 90's, Vol. 3

1997

dug Soul Train, not American Bandstand

The bigger nigga is back and I'm on the right track
As a matter of fact, I'm all that
So, ring around

The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go

joking but really I'm serious
I promise you that I'm not playing around
They know ive been balling my name LostNUnbound
I'm probably going to miss so ima

Inspired by true crimes
It's not a game, it's nothing to play with
Turn it off then come back the next day
It's here to stay struggle that is
I'm so

friends
Shot at him and his friends
Bent the block and hit it again
I drink Wockeisha, not juice and gin
556 hittin' your chin
Jet Li Glock, this bitch got

at an auction
Raped and beaten i'm an american  
Oh a proud american
Bound in this place 
That is full of lies, pain and deception
Lashes whistling  while ripping

sucking down those greeseball burgers
Im gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag
And then Im gonna toss the styrofoam containers right out the side

gosh, you’re so offensive, good, I hope it is
You ever think that I’m offended by the shit you’re showing kids
Aye hold up bitch, because I’m only getting

never had a chance
I shot again
And by the grace of god i’m in it
Now
I'm asking yo
What had happened
Scenarios running wild
I'm questioning every word I

Dear Joe, you know, I'm glad you stayed
I've been feeling, sometimes, in a similar way
Looking back it's probably clear what was due to change
It's

I’m glad I could grow, man it’s good to grow
I’ve had days where I see downs and my trail cold yet I’m not froze
Don’t know what unfolds I’m not gone

American You

Yelawolf

Love Story

2015

of American you
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
Tudutudutudu,

woman with a young little pretty face
They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway

Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
Never

Shed the worldly things
That lead to dysphoria
Singing sweet Gloria
Hallelujah
It's been a long ride
But what's it to ya
I'm glad that I knew ya
But sad

No running from them, nah please listen here

Like you would in the class
Or talking to mom, or talking to dad
I'm just glad that you're listening

degraded
This shit is fuckin over now, I'm glad we didn't make it
Make it, make it
Said this shit is fuckin over now, I'm glad we didn't make it
Make it,

to the sky
And I'm praying to God
I ain't gotta worry bout nothin
They always Judging everything I do
They do not know how I'm coming
I wanna be by myself
I do

your mask and you're smiling down 
On all those who love you and miss you and ask
If you're proud of them and up to the task
Of making sure your kin grow

better by myself
Did it with my team and not nobody else
Triple S, Baby Blue
Walk in my Balenci's
Surrounded by some pretty women and they all trynna tempt

living and I'm never giving in
I got life by the throat, and this suckers givin in
I hear the lies your tellin, as if I'm gonna give

virus

V2
You know the mission, people blowing the whistles start to go missing
Dr. Li we miss you, the people they wouldn't listen
CCP made you say sorry

to set me free
And i want you
But you're not what i need
And i miss you
So bad
And i miss you
But i'm so glad
And i want you to set me free
And i want you

be found
Can’t let my momma not be proud
Can’t miss a shot when the other teams down
Can’t let them niggaz get no rebounds
All I can do is stay down