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to the bay
By the way
Cops tappin my phone
Won't leave me alone
Gimme the throne
I'm the king of this block shit hot
Young boys running me packs
Give em money

lonely

20 years and I'm stuck in time
Repeating the same old damn crime
Over and over writing the same rhyme
By now I should get with the times
Got

a money racket to the roof (Rack, rack, rack)
I got your girl, she on me (She on me)
She bad, I can't leave her lonely (Nah)
Why the Rollie lookin'

Yeah, need an award for the boys on that trap shit 
Them niggas that jack shit
Them niggas on that Kodak Black shit 
Like fuck this rap shit, they

to handshakes drugs for papes
Now I'm sellin' CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no
Matter the size or shape
Those

get lonely I get to the rolling because Mary Jane really be my cup of tea
Fuck do you mean
You and what team
The boys and I pull up we making a scene

Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't

Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man

ejaculated
Did it by myself, no help like I masturbated
They say I’m soft, well, fuck
I’ll get castrated
Sell my balls to one of you
Haters who can’t make

of sorrow
Concerto of pain
Soaked in a forty bottle
I was trapped in the rain
Heroine for veins
Coke for nostrils
And liquor in liter bottles
Weed for black

End of the Night

Ludacris

Release Therapy [Clean]

2006

me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end of the night

It's inevitable and incredible, listen,

The Rising of the Moon

The Dubliners

Original Dubliners: 1966-1969

1993

the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, where the gathering is to be
At the old spot by the river quite well

Fill Me In

Craig David

Now, Vol. 45 [UK]

2000

with the keys in my hand to the four by four
Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw
The club we went in, we got down boun-bounced to the rhythm

is black as night
And winter comes in spring
With a bunch of aconites

Trowbridge town, bent old town
A monkey for a bribe
To nail a blue cat son

B-Boy Kingdom

Aceyalone

All Balls Don't Bounce

1995

inside 
keys already in the ignition
i cranks it slaps it in drive
fizorty-fizive seconds til dizamage
ride be	-boy 
kingdom

we come for the glory

got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't

white lady, by the key (key)
Ayy, cup full of Texas, poured by the three (three)
Hoped out the Porsche, went and sold me a P (a P)
Smoke a pussy nigga

a stick everywhere I be
It was only up to me
Keep glocky by my C.D.
If you move my beam on he
Been on that block for weeks

I call my glocky she
I got wocky

to fend and get it for myself nigga
I'm tryna get CD displayed on a shelf nigga
We be slaving
Reason why them diamonds make a dance
Doing numbers like

smoking out the pound 
Must be in ya dreams if you thought i was a clown
Hey
Girl i ain't no fucking clown

And she say Mi-Key, boy why you smoking always

Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man

she really be boppin'
Rather be by my lonely, ain't with all that arguing
I pour a four in the back of the Benz
I'ma post by the store with that MAC

Talk cash like VC's and I shoot in rhythm
I come through late model, if not
Then y'all living
I was raised by Black queens
I listen to women
I talk

jump up outta they way boy
God please protect me from my friends
Kuz they phony
I can't wait to run into you ether
Boy I'm lonely
Tired of people asking