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words can you spit to get them to act in return
Do you want your back to get burned or
Enough respect to protect it
Emotion-Ally we reckless, need a woman

when we gone
So we just walking in own lane
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We

You look so pretty since the time I met you
Can't get over my starry eyes
You're so pretty

I'm so lost in your eyes you're so pretty!
When we talk I

I use to jus to sit in the hood
Bill up a zoob
Ima from a place where ders killers gorillas and crooks
We do not live by the book i'd get lit when i

Reverse Pimpology

Immortal Technique

The 3rd World

2008

paid
New York, London, Chicago, Philly and L.A
Miami, DC, Bemore and out in the bay

(With everything out of the frame
See, we deserve to stake that

life.
Thinkin bout the times we had way back
We were reckless flashbacks to the past aint as bad as I expected but,
You aint gone you just live in the sky

Mum coz that is what they say
She promised I was normal
She said "You're special ok"
Yeah

That's what Mum said before I was gone
Before I was gone

A while ago
I found myself in bloody exhaust grease
London again with an all-consuming urge
To hunt for two rare things: back
Issues of NME rumored

Love Is

Rod Stewart

Love Is

either a blessing or a curse
Although I cannot offer solutions
It would be reckless of me to try
'Cause it's mystified man ever since time began
But

The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before

anymore
When the music's gone, we don't play anymore, whoa oh
You keep it pretty calm like there's nothing really wrong
Wasting time trying to crack

Yea, yea I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and, since I made it here

not far from fascism
The classism is rampant in this backwards trash hole we live in
Where assholes are winning
Where sad souls get devoured whole by

to the bongos
I know you're not materialistic
But since I'm platinum on every hit list
Your best life, making sure you live it
I'll drape you in the finest

Yeah, 
 Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn, 
 Now Im down in Tribeca, 
 Right next to DeNiro, 
 But i’ll be hood forever, 
 I’m the new Sinatra, 
 And since I

addicted to lean always had a double cup
Now I’m a big dawg knew you since I was a pup
We was reckless as kids we didn’t give a fuck
Everyday we went

and Transgressions
Joy cometh in the morning main Reason count ya blessings
Journey is intrepid learn the lesson And live festive 
Progression only comes when ur not

okay
You're the reason (yeah)

My ass can't park in the left end
You're an obvious blessing
Still tarnish each second
With thoughts of your facial

down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause

Where

niggas, man too overrated
I need a 8 figure nigga, who I know gone take it

Chorus

Touchin it down, I know you luv to stay round
I got you in my back

standing by now I'm giant, jacked my life up crash was violent
It's gone and back
You've always got my back
Since the days in the sixth grade always had my

You're the Star

Rod Stewart

You're the Star

2004

true
You're the star above the storm
I wanna wrap you in my arms and keep you warm
No, I don't wanna live without you
No, I've never found nothin'

You didn't wanna live in history
You move to West, it's a victory
It's 1992
You're tripping in your condo
partying to drugs, emm,
Where did the drugs

uppin poles
But my mental is a bigger weapon
What's you're legacy gon tell?
When it's time for ya head under
Graves in the yard I'm a red rum-er
Who gone