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until we die, nigga (Teflon love)
Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide wit' you (BSF, D-Block)
Me and you against the world, I'm picking sides

I sing it high
I sing it low
I'm making everybody know
Say my heart
Dey for you
And there is nothing you can do
You must to
Follow me go o
Follow me

a Sunday
Beginning of my weakness suttin like a Monday
Wishing praying you would be mine one day, one day
One day turns into never
Cos it's dawning on me

drink, take another hit
Make it day by day, drink it sip by sip

Oh you know I'm ready, oh you know I am
Losing all control, don't care just where I am

pull up
An rock the podium 
If you don't know by now 
Bitch I'm going in 
So ya 
Beta hold ya fucking seats
Befo ya so another sweata 
Oh ya give me time

things I don't understand, I'm so low
So I got this job, right? Pass a subway and drop by
Now I'm a regular and just want to say hi
Though for reasons I'm

Wicker splinters, winter pictures
Attic boxes, they overflow
Miss my Mrs., her frozen kisses
Thaw my heart by the radio
And I'm singing, thinking

overuse the shotty
Shit I'm tryna' hit the news with the shotty

I am from where the niggas say "What up cuh?"
You can get your ass wet up by "one

totally depressing
'Cause I'm like so fucking depressed
Maybe I want to keep you guessing
Or maybe I just need a rest
And I'm like definitely changing
Into

a teacher to the youth a man with more to offer
I'm done watering flowers that won't grow to create a garden
Lead by example these kids are out here watching

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

swang Ro swell
Eyebrows and jaws, so in my presence Mr. don't tell
I'm a motherfucking murderer, you the wanksta
Popping that gangsta shit

and beats I'm bout to freak
Worried bout me? Nah don't stress it b
I finally got it, so you know imma keep
It by my side like a point .45 piece 
And I'll

Ibtihaj

GZA

Ibtihaj

me
You follow the leader, the track is off the meter
A lot of rap is weak, low frequency in the tweeters
Very inaudible, clock radio speakers

Sounder

Gorillaz

G-Sides/D-Sides

your airwaves like a giant C.B.
'Cause this one's for your radios over, do you receive me?

Our music is so hot, it feels like the sun in Tahiti
We

probably told
He probably froze
I'm skeptical
Don't sleep by these hoes
Do you know Dwight
I bet you he knows
I'm talking the white that be round his nose
He

While you're chillin
And laying in your place
I don't show my hand
Before I'm laying down my ace
You got something to say
Then come and say it to my face

Sunday nights and when you find cable outlets and uh, I'm walking into the delivery room one night and wife goes, you've got to see this. And I said, no, I

I'm supposed be a don by now
Have a daughter and a son by now
I'm supposed to be a wise man now
But I'm feelin like a lost young child
Aint no level you

doesn't make them weak[00:49.21]It makes them human[00:50.33]And there's nothing wrong[00:51.69]With being human[00:57.28]Into You was released

coming over his radio
Quiet eyes, quiet nights, not that I'm not alone

Feel the cold of the seat, see the tree, see the car slow
Midnight sky, hazy eyes,

you hanging by the ropes
Cop it by the dispo, smoke it down, to the roach
Everything I do, I do it well cause I know I'm a G.O.A.T. and you don't even

low-fi stupid 8 bit
I'm on that HD flat
This beat go boom boom bap
I'm a beast when you turn me on
Into the future cybertron
Harder, faster, better,

slow
Ain't trying give no brain I think it's time for you to go
Lil shawty do the most she think I'm fucking on these hoes
We get that coke in by the O
I

Gritty Shaker

David Holmes

Essential Selection Winter 1997

1997

of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear