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(It's true)
By any means make ends meet (Ends meet)
Cuz all my niggas gotta eat (On me)
All Day (All Day)
All Night (All Night)
24/7 Gotta Get It Right

of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San

book!
here let me read you this one
Chrismas in Compton
it was a silent night, yes a holy night
until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right

a constant state of growth, I look back
And I see some happiness, and some suffering
My emotions were eclipsed, by other wanderings
Right now, I dedicate, all

by all of the people who open their homes to a vagabond honing his craft 
So thank you
We keep it movin' so it's time to hit the road
But y'all

hands over your waistline
Waves coming down we can hear em all night
Sand in my pipe when you're hitting it right
He's so fine
But I can't take the dumb

last night that’s a good sign
The liquor and the weed
I don’t do lines
I’ll give a girl everything in due time
But as for right now writing new rhymes
We

big upset?

COMMENTATOR 2: 
Yeah, it could happen. He’s been looking fantastic, he really has, and has been honing his craft over the past 12 months

the craft to it's perfection

I'll take my time I'll be all night with you
Cause every time it feels so right with you, you
Cause

Me and yo body
We should

How do I know if I'm doing this right
Thoughts of my dreams they keep me up at night
Everything changed when I stepped in the light
Now I got it made

going you know
(And here I say, be patient)
But the truth is, I don't even know where I'm going myself
(Be patient in the night of God's seeming absence)

going hard like the whole night
This is what I wanted my whole life
All that weak shit ain’t getting no hype
Always thank God when it go right
A street

bout ya family
Whatchu know bout them long nights
Long fights
Cause you worried if the song right
Alright
Whatchu know bout working 9to5
Whatchu bout

bout ya family
Whatchu know bout them long nights
Long fights
Cause you worried if the song right
Alright
Whatchu know bout working 9to5
Whatchu bout

nib
Shall we smoke shall we drink
Shall we do the deed
Let me know sculpture craft
Do you plan to lit the seed

Cloudy night stars in black
No rain in

not to go back to them old nights
Trying not to go back to the old me
I know the way that I'm living
It might not go right
Staying out the way
I just

When night falls[00:15.12]And it's begun[00:16.70]Will you still think it's worth it what you've done[00:21.00]Don't worry[00:22.38]It's

quality and class
In my poverty and raps, that facts
And that's why I'm gassed up last
That's the problem bein' fast
Ain't no man can see the Flash
A craft

(Okay Waterpuddles)
I had a dream
I had a dream about you last night
You we're right there by my side
It is so late, look at the time
Not tryna love

Carry Me Home

Chris Hillman

Like a Hurricane

1998

D                 A
She'd be right beside me if we lived in a perfect world
           D        E     A
And  she'd whisper out by name
         Bm

remember seeing "Our War" that shit hit me so deep
Fakie spinning, Blaze keep spitting, reppin' red like WillyG
Manifested F-a-Z-e by name and my GT
This is

the night, hands in the sky
Askin' him why, actually I can't see the light
Atrophy my hands as I write, craft, and design
Raps that I rhyme. Throw my notepad

approach with the right caution
Or you might spend your night in a tight coffin
I pray for the greats and wish their sound is never lost in
This space where

see them right in front of me 
But at the same time I want them to take me 
I've been running from myself so long 
I can't NFL shake me 
I go further