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be single)
I got a lot on my mind
Hold it together my baby in time you gone shine
Looking for help wasn't no one to find
All by myself started writing

Never been on that lame shit (Uh)
Face it, they just not on this basis
Chasing paper, stay in new places
Hating new faces, making new cases
We can't

Next To You, Next To Me

Rascal Flatts

Changed [Deluxe Edition]

2012

to hold
Mansion on the hill with diamonds and gold
Can't compare as far as I can see
Next to you sittin' next to me
Ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next

I’m with my niggas you know that we T’d (hella t’d)
Back to the lab every time we need heat
They call me the baby,
I’m really to clean
Don’t know what’s

Slips down to her knees

Every man in the world wants you
Some men pay to have you
But not be baby
For me that shit won't do
I need you bear in bod
But in

feeling nauseas baby

Fuck am I upset
(fuck am I upset)
I got the world in my hands
(I got the world in my hands)
Pour me some that purple
(pour me some

the game, shit, this life I can't complain
Don't compare us to no lame, whole gang icy
And I be chillin', in my groove
D'Ussé got the night goin' smooth

To get it in order 

Torture, how my niggas get slaughtered 

Just for being black by the cops 

Or just for being yourself by the niggas that plot

I know you tired baby
Just keep your head up
Keep going
That's what Ima do
If you wonder what I'm be doing
That's what Ima be doing
Keeping my head

the scene
But they can't tell that it's a cover-up
We got repercussion if a youngin' feelin' dumb or sum
My baby got the ying
And when he slide you know he

day
Because my head keeps aching
I'm so fed up with the words you say
And now you can't be my baby

Girl what can I say
You just couldn't resist pushing

Headbanger

EPMD

Business Never Personal

1992

rip up flows that 
make an MC stop and chill and say HE'S ALL THAT 
Hardcore no R&B singer 
Roll with the Hit Squad... down with the head banger

head
And I know this story sucks
And I hate to disappoint you
But it's the truth where do I begin
And the truth is
That it is my fault that we can't be

with a stone in your hand
Talking to the devil, should've messed with that man
Blowing your money on bitches I can't
Stay true to my people, got kill

You can't blow my cover, I got chicken bags I'm chasin

I don't know, cry later
I don't know, by nature
I don't know, my nature
I don't know, my paper

Lonely Lover

Shaggy

Hot Shot

2000

[Chorus]
Girl give me little loving girl give me little loving baby come come
Girl give me little loving i want you to to be by my side tonight

it cooler than the Greenland windchill
I be making moves with the green man, windmill 
Life is but a dream when my team can't win we'll wait
If you

the person Im to become
Can't be broke, by any means collect them funds
we fall victim to drugs money and guns
That's the story of the son, slung, stuck in

just keep my mom out of this
She never said anything bad and I know I told you to leave but I ain't mean that
If you love me then
Baby come back baby

You can try
Said you gonna wait, just another lie
Seeming like
You might be in love by the second night
Get my vision right
Would you be awake?

as a disguise
I sleep right by you and I hear the cries
You say it's nothing but that's not foolin me, please give me something baby, can't you see
I'm all out

better give me my props
Or get popped by the 44 and
Lined out in Shot sippin'
And for me, see that's a promise
I ain't trippin' boy, I'm just honest, ugh

Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane

It's that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man
Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle
Man, she

closure
Damn it crossed my mind that you're not coming over
Now I’m feeling really down
Baby girl, you let me down
I was trying to heal my self by updating