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and my diamonds blue
Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2
I be killin these haters when
I slide by through
Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop
Flyin,

Stuck in past
Aye

So step on the gas
Awh yeah

Shorter days turn to longer nights
I Party hard, but I party right
Shorter days turn to longer nights
I

You can ride it if you wanna
Get high if you gonna
Champagne High when we go up
Got the vibe getting stronger
The nights getting longer every time

to cloud nine
Give me a second, let me roll up
We can hop up on my Nimbus Cloud

You wanna get by
Man learn how to fly
My nigga Goku, he died
Blunt hitting

Chilling in the V I C
Feelin' real comfy
Coat on me
Looking fluffy

Lake a sip of the Hennessy
No longer feeling they jealousy
Only ecstasy for my

like seeds that are sproutin'
My bars are flowing like a stream from a fountain
I'm finally free now I'm no longer doubtin'
Up in the air and floatin'
Up

Ghetto Rebels

DJ Vadim

U.S.S.R.: The Art of Listening

2002

supply guns to Iraq
They're pimping the public like rent boys prostitutes and hookers
Bringing strain to the brain as you remain in this giant pressure

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

dazzled by a room
Of newsmen. Sally keep the faith, let's hope this war ends soon

In a damaged prison camp where they no longer had command
They shook

But my eyes were kidnapped by fate

I wouldn't feel this way
I wouldn't feel this way

If I had waited a little longer
But the air was filled with

understand c-span

Birthed by the ghetto

cnd

Fed by foreigners

Running with murderers

White man controlling us

Yea

Supply and demand

Hit the block with

mine?
Divine, yearning to be entwined
Fine linens, foods for the tasting,
waters for the drinking, waters for the swimming,
air for the breathing, air for

I will no longer search for the right one
Rather I'll make myself the right one
I will no longer trust my instincts
Or my so called discretion
Cos it

to stay strong, whoa
It's been too long I no longer really feel like I did anything
wrong When will I finish this sentence
Every day is a nightmare, get it

the whole city popping
Air Force One we mobbing
Met a bitch the other day
Say she go both ways (Me too)
Heard them niggas think I'm crazy
Told that nigga

car. There was a constant argument over the radio dial. I didn't want to sing the air supply or Lionel Richie, but if I dared touch the dial, I would be

meaning of pain
I got bit 'n now I'm in these chains
These chains of death, they're brought by the plague

I went down to the dock to get my supplies
I was

on that air supply
That lost without you state of mind
What was I doing before this
They call us know-it-alls like that's a diss
Forget that, they sayin

air
Just wait another moment
My trip is taking longer
I'm pushing through storm
Can't leave you all alone with
Snow in California
Gotta keep you warm
Oo

words?

So you unlace your skates
And realize the blade hasn't been sharpened in a while
Its such a shame
How the cold air and the white ground no longer

truth

Flashing through the mind
Awaken just in time
No longer you are blind
As patterns of horror reveal
Evil's in the air
Swear vengeance but beware

feel like what I need is there
And I'm no longer scared
And all my inhibitions vanish into the night air
And you and me will be what we will be
But only

Make a Toast

Ace Hood

Ruthless

2009

This is no longer music, it's a celebration homie.

Let's make a toast (toast), to the young don, 
And to the gangstas until they post pone,

Fallout

Liege Lord

Master Control

1990

of life

Man and his infamy, man will no longer be
Fallout is his breath of air
The stars above glance fateful stares

Looking back I'd wonder why
No

of
Kind of man you want
Designed by 3, Im hella live
Colide my themes, not televised
I find myself mistaken
Whats your stake in if I ever fall
Supply myself