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Uh uh
You got burdens, I got burdens, we got burdens in life
That's why my burner grip tight
And I be smokin' it right
I'm a burden, you a burden,

kiss me sweetly
It keeps me up at night thrown back into reality
If only love were true and guys like you said, "sorry"
Maybe this would work but we

with me

Like you know luh bro come
In my dreams
It keep shaking me

Long as I get you
To hold me
Love our secrecy

You know I need you right now
Why do

It's a teachin', beatin', oh, yuh body bleedin'
Shoulda neva run yuh mouth, shoulda neva leak it
Secret, keep it, beef in yuh sleepin'

Gyal gwaan

a millionaire man
Putting me on, goddamn it
That's right, Pitbull in this bitch, volume 6
Ya boy doing this thing
Really hurtin' the game right now
Pit, go ahead

ain't bust bacc
Now I see you be playing the role
You can't live by da gun and be scared of it that ain't the way it go
You can't talk bout a bag when

see me fightin' a wolf
Pray for the wolf, don't pray for me
You better ask first if it's safe to speak
Don't ever keep the safe in
The place you sleep

you moving right, gotta fight through it
fear no enemy go right through it
Damn my energy go right through it
So I'm Coming through

In an all black

Born in the Ghetto

Fat Joe

Loyalty

2002

together, voted alike
These 'Uncle Charm' politicians ain't holdin' us right
How could the same nigga be 20 years in office
When it's clear the only thing

Written by Bobby Turner and Jeff Hunter ⓒ2022
Bobby Turner
Lead Vocals and Background Vocals
Words Melody and Music
Keyboards
Alto Sax
Drums
Jeff

I Gotta Dance to Keep from Crying

The Miracles

Doin' Mickey's Monkey

1963

Gather 'round my friends here
Help me forget my hurtin' tears
About the only girl I ever loved
The only one baby
I gotta dance to keep from

Duck Seazon

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

of perversion, fuckin bitches on Persian rugs
Washin niggas like detergent, it's the surgeon
Slugs propels from Bobby Steele's 12 gauge
Front page, "Daily

right behind the main opp 
Me and Bobby used to share socks 
Dukes trippin’ but you can’t stop 
Gotta get it till ya heart drop 

Hunzy Hunzy you my mlatt

to the head and one by the knife
Pills to the chest and one by knife
You hear what I'm saying?
Bout taking my life?
Killing myself?
I know it ain't right

Got them sticks I look an Iraqi man
Play your cards right lil boy with that baby hand
Brother slumped in the back he just popped a Xan
Better cool it

ignoring the signs
Know you doin' me wrong
But I'm just tryna make it right
Send that text, I'm on my way, I still ain't got my closer
She be off Adidas,

Peace to Bobby  
He was so hard body 
Think imma lose my self right now i'm loosing every body 
33 tatted on my chest and I'm not talking Scottie 
I told

These niggas be like the bitches
Tell 'em quit being they bitches
How they keep losing they riches
While I keep on doing these digit's

Young nigga

up in my cup now pour me up
You know the deal, Bobby keep it real
That's all the time
When I rhyme, know I design
Only one of a kind approaching my

Then maybe it'd be clear that 

On the surface
I ain't hurtin
But these memories just turn into a 
Faded silhouette 
Of all the things we used to love

Thought Process

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

my mind
That's why I be smokin' that dank sometimes, it keeps me from snappin'
Keeps me calm, keeps my mind open, keeps me fond of what I gots to do

It's all eyes on me

I'm on the blockie yuh
She call me papi yuh
I'm wih da mobby yuh 
Do it for Bobby
Back out the gloccie yuh
Pop like by a oxy yuh
You

Girl, you got me in my feelings Can't see myself with another
And she sayin' how she like it, mmm Every time I fuck her harder, yeah
Just keep your

what we do by the lords
That's right, exile the fake, hit them niggaz like weight
Feed a fool, let the fake evaporate
Reconstruction, that's the whole