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pro-life
Keep actin' stupid I'ma stab you
With my girl's knife
I'm not a coward punk I'll
Walk into your livin' room
Change the channel
And make you watch

I put the pen to life, my silhouette dance in the night
I leave my opposition frightened
I'm not gonna fight him, my mind bright, biking
Have

a Super model
Men i like the way you make that booty wiggle I Will never stop men I'm going in full throttle
On your big body,
And that bag of goodie
Nwata

to come, so you better pack a lunch, marine
Cause, boy, I’m sick, I’m the type to stick my dick in a Pack-A-Punch machine
Girl, I ain’t playing with you,

to be with you tonight 
Right by your side 
Oh 
To get lost in the music with you 
Only you 

Yuh, I ain't wastin' time 
I'm makin' time 
Life's a little

Ghetto Children

Marc Dorsey

Kaleidoscope [Clean]

1999

Buildings are abandoned but the girls are still pretty
A child looks in the mirror
Yeah to see my life clearer
All I see is ghetto keys to this jet black

up
Hit your whole city up
Hit you while you laying down
Shots leave you sittin up
Run in the bathroom on your girl
And get a titty fuck
Right after I

beyond control
Have you no heart, have you no soul?
And as I take a look at life
I realise that you're my wife
A little effort, not much more
And things

From the clan of Macnab in America
My name is Matt, I'm the cat
How are ya'll today?

To the jumping little children
And the kids I need to meet

You Should Know

Busta Rhymes

You Should Know

2017

Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there

Dive in my spaceship baby girl don't say it (don't say it)
The flyest seen (seen)
Back to the future know what I mean (great Scott)
Got you jumping,

Running Gun

Marty Robbins

The Double Barrelled

1976

the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with this life that I'd begun
So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became

the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with this life that I'd begun
So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became

cliché, call me mero mero, I'm a bad hombre

My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco **** * ********** in Pasadena 
She gave him

cliché, call me mero mero, I’m a bad hombre

My posse growing larger my men are getting meaner
The homie Chuco shot a prostitute in Pasadena 
She gave him

told me
That it’s the little things in life that’s gone make me happy
When I’s a little girl my grandma told me
That it’s the little thing in life that’s

and yellow in my blood, born to be profilic
Bleed blue, it's seeping through all designer stiches
I got my money on my mind cuz I'm chasing it
This rona got it

a few men to live off
In luxury off the starvation
Of thousands upon thousands
I mean, maybe the best way to explain
Why that process happens in the
World

a nigga get your snap
What's your addy 
Where you at
Cause a nigga been feening for your loving
And I need you in my life right now 
Girl
Yea 
I'm calling

Just a little advice, but don't mind me
Just living our life, tryna find peace
I had written this rhyme for my YG's
Just a little advice, but don't

you with my life,
And my arms stay open,
Walking by the ocean as we catch a cool breeze,
Sun setting you explain all your needs,
And your goals,

Ill Street Blues

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Live and Let Die

1992

Aw yeah, word up, word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all.
We going to swing it like this

I'm right in front of my front steps

Just need a polish
You my diamond in the rough
Yeah
Plus all these girls
They put too much ice in my cup
And
I told myself I could never all in love

Whipping out them barrels, pistol out of pearl
My bitch so perfect, I nut in that pussy, she piss it out in pearls
No sheets on my bed, just a lot of girls