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write that/
Heterosexual-type that, homosexuals bite that/ Black
gloves and hands dirty/ And shit concurrin' in the
aftermath and we will smoke/ My 7th

when I arrive
You can see hate in they eyes
Baby they tried
But 7th ward soldiers don't die
Our energy turn to vibe
And get the whole universe high
Ah Ah

much say on the 7th album? -  light
There's ill niggas that ain't poppin' without him
Like, if I'm the final destination, y'all know the outcome, right

Had Free lunch in the 7th grade
A Free spirit, nigga never hate
God get me outta hell for Heaven sake
My deep lyrics who could relate
Trapped in

I'm not simply
I go through bitches kick em out just like its 7th inning
She let me paint it On the daily
Need a Polaroid
Fucking on Jody momma
Baby boi

the 7th heaven dad got a clean slate 
Yeah this is America I must say (off topic)
I love going where I’m paid to be
I don’t even know who made the beat
If

bed was made
Woke up kinda good how you woke dead today
Already had a stack plus added by the 7th play
1300 front and back block where the devils play

gone take them pills
They aint never get me for that nigga I done killed
Up in the 7th grade
Nigga pressing pills Gettin ill that's the game we played

Allah spoke to me
I once lost myself
Like in 7th grade
Donnie pressed on his temples
And made himself seize
He did it comically
Though he was relieved

with this 9 (Bow)
Mum said "Be home by 8"
I'm out lurking on the 7th side (Sorry)
Six in the spinner
Ive 'ready circled about five times
Four in

exaltation in her eyes
Speakind to me in spanglish
I don't know who I am but I understand the language
She says, you've been dreaming since the 7th century

tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall

Dry over time
Memories leave us
Melody and rhyme
When the cold wind blows

The seeds we gather
From the gardener's glove
Live forever
Nothing

and before this you failed in your duty with Joseph
Therefore I will not leave this land until my father permits me, or Allah decides my
Case by releasing

Cold One

Eric Church

The Outsiders

2014

will get back
Yeah she had to leave, did she have to leave me one beer
Short of a twelve pack?
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell high

sent you through the night
I, I know that heaven can wait 
I won't send you back today
Please tell me you'll stay
Stay cuz
If you leave today
The air I

you miss them days been tryna bring em' back
Lets press rewind
When you right by my side I cant deny, You make me feel alright
And you get me so high I

bitch
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
Let's smoke, get high, unload the pistol
And do a drive-by she's crazy
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
How she

get high
Prolly have a baddie by my side
Prolly call me daddy while she ride
No I'm not the type to lie...
I'm not good at texting girl I'm dry
Prolly

I'm Not There [1956]

Bob Dylan

The Genuine Basement Tapes, Vol. 2

1992

And I lost her hesitating by temptation lest it runs
But she don't holler me but I'm not there, I'm gone

Now I'll cry tonight like I cried the night

of a hungry savage
Getting paper by all means I'm pringle stacking
Never lacking, my nigga I'm always focused
Smoking on gas, it got me choking
Spitting real

you're confined in here?
Do you not ever wonder why
These leaden tears will never dry?
They'll leave behind so many shadows in my mind

High in the sky,

you're confined in here?
Do you not ever wonder why
These leaden tears will never dry?
They'll leave behind so many shadows in my mind

High in the sky,

beside Meek's personal stylist, Sade
Who tells me
That Meek rarely wears the same shoes twice
Anymore especially his Timberlands, she says
Which are "one