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Ok they fuckin wit a real bitch
Dollar dollar bill Bitch
I ain’t got no kill switch
I’m all up in ur grill bitch
Yep
You gon feel this
Im poppin like

should die before I wake I know my soul be free
Cuz I’ve been hoping by that time that you’ll come rescue me
Lost my little cousin to the weapons
One shot

Marches through the UK, Germany, and Canada
And plenty more fighting like Angela and the Panthers
Knocking this system down, wall by wall
There will never

With betty by my side
Yeah we rolling through the night
Keeping it real tight
Fighting a real fight
Ended the rats
With the facts an a real price
I'm

Crawford)
With history repeating itself again and again
(Bettie Jones, Anthony Hill, Christian Taylor, Tyre King)
Well it's almost like we haven't learned

the video they were not guilty
Philando Castile proves the same shit still
You say all lives matter I'm like get real
Born with the right to vote first

Ghost You Know

Lauren Hoffman

Choreography

2006

flies by my door, but I'm wanting more 

Well it's a little too late to say sorry, but don't be so hard on me 
Ghost, you know I can't go back

Like

Yo, feels like the whole world's against me
Master plan stolen land forced entry
I couldn't tell you from what tribe
Or what language I spoke from

the shoes well, the suit's flows nice

I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise

Meet me by the VIP, let's pow-pow

Whisper in my ear like

acting hell of fake
Hear them talk shit they whisper like some snakes
Hopped out of bed yeah I'm wake then I'm baked
No I don't give bitch I only take
Look

Well, I'm so atop of this demolishing all the Charlotters
To whisper in the ears of your congressmen
Shoving dollars in their pockets
The more we

My Life Your Entertainment

Usher

Paper Trail [Clean]

2008

and the consequences and I still do it
And then I'm so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when

picture
Take yo hoe and fuck her on the low just like a whisper
Dom Perignon by the pitcher
I used to eat at Crystal's
Nah I'm just lying, I used to meet

drippin', you bullshittin'
You not even a Scott Pippin
You more like Dennis Scott when the shot missin'
I shoot movies and plot twist them
Your Grey area

that you say when you're moving that way
Baby I like it
I need more
Let's do something irresponsible
One by one
Make clothing optional
Looks that kill

feel right...

And every time you pray
And try to find your way
It don't matter no more
And I wish it wasn't so

Take you by the hand
Pull you close

the unity
They claiming rap is dead
Well I’m off’n who wrote the eulogy
Y’all on that Martin Luther shit I’m more like Huey P
Newton so pay attention

sure will scream/ got the glizzy wit the beam/ no more stickin me for cream/ named martin Luther/ ready to let freedom ring/ Cup full of blessings/ kick

DON'T WANT TO BE YOURS
by Jared Lee
Mati Gavriel
Martin Estrada

Verse
Seems just like yesterday
We were lying in your bed
So comfortable
With your

Your poorly thrown stone takes no glory from my throne
I'm a Corleone, you're just some shorty with your phone
Your Bobby Brady, I'm more of Martin

you just gotta get it off your chest. Just like... man I can't take no more! I can't take no more! I just gotta get it out. When you feel that way, just

Just me out here I'm Martin Luther King
Now I got the Crown more Credit
Ima bet on it
And I'm bouto get that back
Aint gone switch my words
You hear my

the same
The way she move she wanna play the game
I whisper in her ear like "What's your name"
She whisper back like "Someone on your brain"

So heavenly

Maybe I should sit back and focus on the motion, ocean, oh shit
No more women in my life, fuck the bar and the club, like a renegade type
From the belly