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Head's burnin', wasn't told
To leave, the hood is burnin' down
Never had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)

Uh, let me tell you 'bout

close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up

free again

Can no one stop me I'm on the go 
All the time that I huzzle man you would never know nah 
I want it all I don't take it slow
Can't even

I got some secrets I'm takin' with me to the grave
Never let em get away
Got 'em stuck inside my brain
Hope I forget 'em, but know I honestly can't

Park, It was such a joyful place
Would never give it up, praise God by the morning rays
Then when I was 15, moved out Mississauga ways
Didn't really have

Kelly when i pen a tune
Step in the name of love
Step in the name
N***a I’ll never let you kill a n***a groove
While it’s Lobster and Shrimps
On my dinner

baby,

[Verse 1]
Back in the day when I was young I'm not a kid anymore,
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again,
Cuz I remember crazy summer

I ain't never scared
I talk shit
You send a prayer
Up to nobody
Keep the smoke right by ya
I'm the ice truck killer
Bitch I'm bout to catch a cold

stomping might have something in common
But then again
Never mind their pauses loss for losts
Their cause is diminishing
Never mind their pauses loss for

The Truth

Common

Internal Affairs

1999

the clock is ill when, faced wit the truth
Parallels observing, amateur video tapes of
Twenty-one top notch NYPD cops get ill
Fill they minds not to kill

range and I'm pissed that I never got to add that K
ST go blammed in his face, silly, and then he got blammed again
Get back 'cause we got down (yes)

moonwalked by and said "follow me"
and we all just laughed out loud....

It's just another wicked day in my neighbourhood
U never know what be goin' down...

How I'm Comin'

LL Cool J

14 Shots to the Dome

1993

video, bust you with a chair.
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Just to make it worse and hurt your pride I'll run it back,
Smack, slap,

I'm just trying to get real big and talk with Kelly like I'm Regis
Fucker please it's definitely real cheddar like some Cheez-It's
Y'all need Jesus,

Shorty from the southside tho
I just wanna fuck that hoe
She bust it for the gram
Bust it on the gram
I could never wife that hoe
My nigga's putting

never ever seen the niggaz video
Cause It never ran
And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran?
Nigga, I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right

prayers
My penmenship is like a AK with extended clips
Production is like explosives that’s constructed by The Premonist
I see the vultures that would hover

You know, my dad used to always tell me About that summer arcade love and the Summer of 85
But he would never tell me about the trials

I'll bring her back home
I'll make you feel your lovin' again
Again and again
She has never hurt you
You gonna tell her to save you, be too sure
Bring

running
Running far away

Running, running, running far away
Running, running, running far away

All the time I was watching our wedding video again, again

blows in the wind
I’m talking about a man I’ll never see again
Ain’t blood, but we both brothers
Why it gotta happen
Got questions, why best friend gotta

it's absurd
To rap over and over and over and over again
About things you've only overheard

Take a pen to the paper
Well that is my vapor
But ain't that

Inner Voice

Adam Sandler

Stan and Judy's Kid

friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does

Acting like you're woke, You're just ignorant
You ain't never cared for no one no you're negligent 
You got nothing on the line so you don't care