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I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will

helped
Seventeen, I almost died
By the hands of myself
Buddha say
Stop waiting on saviors
Save the world yourself
Leave crumbs in every single song

Pretence, save your seat on this very wide fence
Diversify to the mainstream cry
My cause will have it's day

No more terrorising
No more catastrophizing
No

strides, fuck baby steps
I can't do a thing, they won't hate me less
These lungs make money, so I save my breath
Put me in the ring, I can take the best

From fever that comes from knowledge
And photographed by the above
Can I get the picture signed
One more time
And get back what's mine
I've left my parts

take you on another round

Told her save my number under "Big Dipper"
Got her wishin' on a star
Save my number under "Big Tipper"
Got her blowin'

I Need Love

LL Cool J

Kool Rap

1988

delight, how sweet?
I gotta find me a girl to make my life complete
You can scratch my back, we'll get cozy and huddle
I'll lay down my jacket so you can

I Need Love

LL Cool J

Magic 108 FM

1990

delight, how sweet?
I gotta find me a girl to make my life complete
You can scratch my back, we'll get cozy and huddle
I'll lay down my jacket so you can

to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you

Choke

out of my shell but don't know how long 'til I crack, ooh
Do your dance right, pop a Xan right
Fake romance right, live the trance right
Smoke

listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear

Put Yourself in My Place

The Hollies

Hear! Here!

1965

you gotta put yourself in my place 
Don`t want to lose face 

So your friends turn their backs 
And laugh at me 
Well you just tell them 
That our

myself the way you do I break down and cry

I keep holding back each time I wanna hold you
my heart tells me go but I`m too scared to show it
I feel like

And so I wear them on my hat 
And if a stranger  move around 
You gone hear the click clack 

Give me that 
Move it back 
I can tell just by the face 
Well

of these songs

And both of them
Are so sweet

And back to
The main point

My friend Conor
Has written
A bunch of movies

And they're so good
And I try

Run Tha Streetz

The Storm

All Eyez on Me

1996

nothin' stops my chips
I boss play you with this, then twist you lame tricks
Holler if you understand my plan, ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady

splendour
Don't take offence at my innuendo
You can be anything you want to be
Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be
Be free with

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

We must not be intimidated by the authority that they appear to have.
We must be prepared to oppose them on every level,
To fight back in

dance the last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight

Wo-o
I need you by me beside me to guide me
To hold me to scold me
Cause when

giving back
I do both, In my silence
But more time I sign in
And ever since Floyd
I can’t seem to hold my cries in
The pain that I been carrying
The pain

sudden oftenly aware of my own station of fighting blazing a
Okay
I need to start over
I don't write these and go over them in editing
I just write what's

to save my life from pain
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish that I can go back 
And change up thangs

niggas up top
Getting them lunes back
Salute to the brother of me
And my nigga Loon back
Harlem World's finest, let's be honest
You don't gotta give me

bluff
Just like I caught you when no one else was there
You paid me back by
Stepping on my hair
I severed the ties
And burned all my bridges down
I never