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Ain't been a fool yet
Forget about yesterday
Anyway I'm just happy
That you Ok
Sincerely yours another time
Man another place
But
This is real talk

a verse, that's a modest play, I oughta say (huh, huh)

I need 'bout eighty for a feature now (look)
Raised by a hustler, bitch, you should try and talk

Blind Sheep

Dusty Springfield

Simply Dusty

2000

Mothers, hide your daughters
Love's cheap
Look at the smile on their faces
Oh, ho
Blind, leadin' the blind, leading the blind

Hey, hey, hey
I'm tired

don't do that
You work to feed your kids
You work to do your deeds
We ain't perfect
So that talk you better stop it
No with her daughter in mind 
Looking

and now we talk bout' buying teams
Success by any means, making it any means
Getting tough to stop I'm colour blind I'm only seeing green
Young kid, big

alone don't get up hit snooze
But you's a daughter of the king so girl get back up on your throne
Young Grace going through this pain feeling outta place

Hey, farmer's daughter - can I talk to you a while? Won't you come along with me in my second Country mile 
I gotta get to Town by 5 O'clock,

shit to end the period
Entranced by your body it left me delirious
To you every part of me was just like Runtz
Your body like Trainwreck the rest of you

Before I could run
You taught me to walk
Before I could sing
You taught me to talk
And before we knew it
Years went piece by piece
But I remember You

Sunday comes you want to talk to Jesus
Fold your hands and justify the reasons for the weight on your chest
We're all trying to get by and just doing our

When i flow you need to write where is your jotters
They say that Spence is back again You need to hide your daughters
You see your bars are smelling

or Smith & Westons
The streets don't love nobody, I promised I learned my lesson

Gotta see my daughter livin', my daughter livin'
Got two of 'em, gotta

These niggas stay fronting, talk a bunch of nothing
We out getting money all day
Tell a mothafucker what you want always
Cause we are Chitown’s

Damn
Oh yeah its aint over motherfucker
Its Neutral
Uh 
Uh UH UH
Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah

Niggas Is Fake
Talk Behind Ya Back
And Wont Say It To Your

on my shoulders 'cause I'm shaped like a soldier
Now I got your attention
I talk to God, but it's not for repentance
My lil' homie was shot by that

murdered
Charge them everywhere, that's the bottom line
Charge the cops, do your job
(Hol' up)

The way we runnin' out of time, it ain't no point

[Verse 1]
I don’t like to talk about a lotta shit
My goals high as the tallest mountains
My mind, she don’t wanna quit
I’ma climb up to the hall

Burning Bridges

Ludacris

Ludaversal [Deluxe Version]

2015

we make as individuals (what's that?)
Is thinkin' everyone lives by the same principles (okay)
But when I talk by the same teachers and principals

motherfucker
Talk about bugging out
You lost focus on my lyrical plague
Like my page was written by Moses
During a swarm of locusts
And then I stole this scroll

Don Juan's Reckless Daughter

Joni Mitchell

Don Juan's Reckless Daughter

1977

I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out

Don Juan's Reckless Daughter

Joni Mitchell

Songs of a Prairie Girl

2005

I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out

Pregnant Too, I’m ‘bout to be a father
If I have a Daughter, guess what I’ma call her?
I’ma name her Minna
I read about your game too I’m sorry
I had a game

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big