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Surrounded by broken glass, surrounded by young peers, that speak with a broken tongue
That followed the scent of gunpowder from broken rose petals

Single Mother

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine [Clean]

2007

known you was a pig anyway
Look, my stomach been hurting and, my friend, kinda late
Wait, I took a test at least three or four times”
But you know what

Single Mother

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

can't believe I fell for that
Damn, I shoulda known you was a pig anyway
Look my stomach been hurting, and my friend kinda late
Wait, I took a test

caught by the pigs
Government kill you and lie to your kids
That's why I smoke weed I could never do cigs
Really a prophet with shrooms in my pocket
I'm

You'll be paying till your dying day
Don't you know there'll be hell to pay

For so much lip
I must admit
I get a laugh from your ego trip
You're so

words beyond the margin buried in my hardship praying i can manifest my life back
Noticed lifes locomotive day&night im hoping that i dont run this shit

that the Lord will one day hear my cry
Like when I thought it was a wrap
I was under attack
By the blebs in my lungs, my left lung collapsed
Thanking God

a shot out the bottle 
Exhale then inhale in the weed
All by myself ain't nobody with me
I know these niggas ain't dying for me
Don't jump in my whip you

oh)
Glory to the one who became flesh and understood (You rose up)
He rose up from the grave so we could sing amazing grace (on the third day, Glory

Something new will be born
Spring will come,
here to stay by your side
if you try
Wishing only for you to be
strong,
no matter what comes next,
my dear
Keep

fall finally fell to a cold  and wintry day
The cold wind couldn't blow it all away

She was the last rose of Summer
Surely to ever bloom
On came

I found a pigeon carcass half eaten by foxes in my yard
I don't care what Bruce says, it is not a good day to die hard

When did it become okay for

Hell 4 a Hustler

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

it hell for us

Lord, help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised this way
I never let em play me for

to the children
Watch my money start to
Fly and keep my head held high
I guess we should be
Dying just to learn a lesson
Die just by making expressions
Hang

love, if there's none
Then I tell the world
To suck my dick

Help me find a way, to not feel alone
Baby it's so cold, can we go home
I just need you by

Crippin' Ain't Easy

Bloods & Crips

Bangin on Wax

1993

to kill a Snoop (right)
Fill his ass full of lead and have you troll him like a hoola-hoop (damn!)
And leave him dying when I'm done
Cause crippin' ain't

a smile
As I am dying inside
I'm paralyzed
I ignore all the lies
I've put my mental health aside
I'm stuck with thoughts of you
It's messed up how I want

Letters

Kool G Rap

Killer Kuts

1994

swingin' on my ding-a-long King Kong 
I pop bad cops, I got a pig a day habit 
Bing bing bang, just like the ricochet rapid 
Grab it, your sound is just

now
Go be in a fringe? You can go live
Im dying everyday but Im living in the moment
Put my Gun in your mouth cause I'm so horny
And then I blast that

get scary but I'm holding on
I wonder how my family gon feel the day I'm dead and gone

I'm tryna figure out if they really love me cause they don't say

I lost my faith (I lost my faith)
I'm losing my religion every day
Time hasn't been kind to me, I pray (I pray)
When I look inside the mirror

Roll With It

Easton Corbin

A Little More Country Than That

2009

ordinary everyday rut

And if we get swept away by one of those perfect days
When the sun is sinking low at dusk
And wind up a little deeper in love

I'm Going Back to Old Kentucky

Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

Blazing Bluegrass

2005

so well
I'm going back to old Kentucky
Never more to say farewell

Linda Lou you know I love you
I long for you each night and day
When the roses

I bounce on the treble then land on the bass
I got into some trouble but i beat the case
Confessions like a reverend but no I ain't Mase
Days fly by