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by her side

Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me
'Bout two or three times
Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat
Try to hide my sorrow from

decapitating, my appetite for dilapidating garrisons, got me tearing them up
When I break down, they sound way down, take it 8 rounds, beat it up like J-Val, they

tolerance so low for the bullshit
If I don’t like it then it can’t run

Rain don’t pour on me
In the deep blue sea

Topdeck by the window seat
She’s there

Rinsed all em down
No Percocet
Could stall the pain

Fuck you, bitch
I can do bad by myself
I'm cool with losing you
For me to find myself
I don't want no

The Message

Nas

The Best of Nas

2007

made for you to start testing)

I peeped you frontin', I was in the Jeep
Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin'
Across the street you was

won't You help me start again
Heal me with Your love
I'm picking up the pieces, one by one

I will try to walk the road for me
Through tears and pain I

they tryna take me for free
Talking to the Powers That Be
Come and save me from the world, they tryna take me for free
Talking to the Powers That Be
Come

Yeah
Greet 'em with the gang
If you run up on me
I don't need a blicky
Got a bible on the seat
You can take me out
But I really don't
No, I really

Ay
I been OT, collecting my fees
I hope it don't take too long
They coming for me, it's under my seat
I hope I don't wait too long
Taking these risks

"Wait, get over here, Gregory-"

(Ahh)
God forgive me, hands full, I have sin
Won't you take he, shake the, save me
"Spin again, Spin Again"

Look,

above you
Asking God to give me strength, hoping that I stay blessed

Wish I took more pictures with you, cause that's all that I have left
Save me a seat

to look into your eyes
Please save me from myself

The good I want to do, I'm not able to do
But then the evil I don't want to do, I keep on doing
I must

Don't play the game if it ain't keeps
Be ready for the finals better practice what you preach
You ain't the stand-up type then find a seat
Your blood

me be laid.
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of death, no

my nigga Meek Mill"
Niggas can't wheelie in this free world
Meanwhile Georgie Porgie Cinnamon
Sendin' me threats save your breath
You couldn't beat

me
Say word, yo, make 'em work for it, young rookie, y'all need me
That's when it is, what it is, if it's that or the cup
But in the ill gangstas

BigSteve, oc
Alright let me get serious (glory to God)
There's a time we stray away from God for too long
Live our life but still say we believe in

January 21st
I still remember the date
You asked me how I was doing
I let it out, "I'm not great"
That week we met for some food, I tried to tell you

like somebody tryna kill us from the block tell me who a n**** got?
Not 911 like Reno, had to learn the keys for the craft so we could C-notes
I been

lately
Why she ain't save a seat for me? I get openly angry
Then she texts "is something wrong?", she's been worrying lately
I'm tripping

Days pass, in

to wonder "Does God have favorites?"
Touch me, it's dangerous, I wouldn't play with it
'Cause you can go sleep, and have a different type of wake for it

“All your show... every blue on the planet seeing me... who do you think they’re going to want to be? You? Dull, round clay on The Orb’s board? Or me

Ghetto Supastar (That Is What You Are) [Main Version]

Mya

Bulworth [Original Soundtrack] [Clean]

1998

Who the hell wanna save me, from B.K. to Cali

Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me

Ghetto Superstar

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Ghetto Supastar

1998

squeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa

They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, somethin' like a pentagon
Strike with