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me of my stress
Bout to cop me a mansion
And squeeze up on some breasts
Oh yeah (x6)
Oh yeah, motherfucker, oh yeah
Couple M's by the time I'm 24
What

said trust the word not the man on the pulpit 
Pastor don't be on that bullsh*t
Told me how young black boys get shown the least love 
cnd unforgiven by

Uh
Another InThaPink song
InThaPink
Let me say it one more time
InThaPink
You gone see me up in front row
Every single time
Unless there's some

friends
Was poppin', uh
And I went semi-auto
So I can load up by myself and drop that fire on them
And don't be dumb and try to diss
Cause you can't fight

like chill he's only a man
The fuck is you sayin', you know this man could change my whole life
With all these songs I did, I can at least let him hear

Once a maker with hands that could weave,
Melodies of wonder, songs that believed,
But time took its toll, as it always does,
And silence descended,

Dreams we swore we'd chase
Forever etched upon my heart
A love that couldn't be replaced

Haunted by a love that's vanished
A melody with a broken string

I am short of expressions
Eluded by my own imagination 
I search for the right words to sing my intentions
With little strength in me

more fun
Walking home getting jumped
By my so-called friends
That's why I'm so fucked up
And that's why the Coka's the
Only brand I trust
Just tell

men don't cry

But when I think of losing you, I get a chill inside

People everywhere, doing everybody wrong

I wish I could fix it by writin this song

places I never thought to cross
And for every word of hate left on my tongue
He took the sting I earned and gave me brand new songs

And all the wounds

Not When You Get Down

Aceyalone

Hip Hop and the World We Live In

2002

[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro]
A tall, handsome, chocolate syrup colored kid
in a fresh boxcut hairstyle.
Quiet manner was more

a mansion on the hills with a Drac' by the gate, bruh
I send my addy 'cause, baby, I got guns at my place, girl (huh)
Brand-new foreign but a nigga need

he's just there to sing another sad love song

Fade to black, the soundtrack to another night
It's the music of the rain and the city lights
Feel no

telling me, "Baby, what you preaching is wrong
They in love with your music, you should be teaching them songs"
Should be reading your Bible, getting

hit by Houston friends like "Do you remember me?"
Some version, I guess
(Dude, oh my god, just, just fuckin')
Tell me what you want about your brand

to drill (what drill?)
I was made from them trenches, I'm built for the field
I ain't never ran, can't a nigga lie on me (niggas yap)
Glock by my hip,

hit it!")

[Erick Sermon]
Yo check one two, mic's on
I'm well known like the Osbournes
Me - I love Kelly
See us both in the bed man, touchin bellies

Man from Bowling Green

Jody Miller

Will You Love Me Tomorrow

1976

And the House of Seven Gables has got a brand new queen
And to any man left by she'll drink to keep from cryin'
For that guitar picking man from Bowling Green
Oh

Prayer to St. Peter

Edwin McCain

Messenger

1999

Let them in Peter
For they are very tired
Give them couches where the angels sleep
And light those fires
Let them wake whole again
To brand new

Skwad Training

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

of you needing further reference
You may, purchase the Redman album, the first one
Listen to the song "How to Roll a Blunt"
But until then, you shall

Radio

Kurupt

Big Momma's House

2000

to say that new song
by Phats, Kurupt, the R.O.C.- it's off the hook baby. Keep banging it

[Radio DJ]
WBALLS, WBALLS, WBALLS
What more can we have

what if the song does not come out tomorrow? 

Easy riding 
Hold me tight 
Don't fall in love 
This dolamite 
A poltergeist 

Look my way 
Look my way

searched the way cool, ordinary, legendary kinds
I've been temporarily healed by all those all of you lies
Come on swear (swear!)
Where have all the good