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either you're a boy or a girl they predetermine your sex
Before you were even born they plan your murder and death
To make sure you never make it to your

if she's hurt, you're all dead I don't care
This nigga's gone mad
Fam ain't nobody scared
Hear what I'm sayin', where's my 100 bands g
It's all

Fallin'

Jay-Z

American Gangster [Clean]

2007

back
I know it's gon' destroy everything I made
It's probably gon' get your boy sent away
But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it
It's

Fallin'

Jay-Z

American Gangster [13 Tracks]

2007

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I know it's gon' destroy everything I made
It's probably gon' get your boy sent away
But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it
It's

When I indie car 
And I mash on the track 
I run my race
For my Dad on the map
And I pace myself 
Double lapping my past
Double lapping my past 
If it's

two, I've been marooned with no cannabis
Scene three, I'm in the dinger with my savages
You ain't cut from this cloth you're unravelling
I got them

The Komposer bro, rappers ain't shit to me
I got the flows, the beats, it's history
Is it still worth it or not, that's a mystery
Only one way to find out is

with open arms
So you tried another love
And it didn’t work out
And in the back of your mind
All you had was doubt
Should have told you
Love ain’t that

The trees got leaves
Watch em' bloom each spring
While they fall in autumn
Girl this land ain't free
Man made things built on heaven off spring
Girl

affliction though they may hurt me
I do preach wrath but I speak on mercy
And grace by faith, you can call me churchy

Run, this is your race, boy. Run, don't

(had to)
He got twenty years to do before he gettin' out
Bein' white ain't work for him like it did Kyle Rittenhouse (haha)
That lil' white boy cried

pics are
I never thought I would've made it this far
Just flew back from Dubai on a trip
I wouldn't lie, I just keep it legit
Got a hoe in Toronto,

know I'll tweak in this bitch
Shit I'm first on the track so they losing the race
I got the sauce liking how I'm dressing
She down on her knees and ain't

Illuminating this light bright, Shining Christ in yo eye sight
Faith on a hundo, boy you know that my life right
But this here ain't no small talk, I swear im

ain't ready for this type of grimy shit
We ain't act with motherfucking lifestyle
We're just living everyday
Getting it on

Get the fuck out the way
While

fly that I defy the laws of physics
I ain't think it was possible for a
Check to have this many digit's
Mathematically exquisite
Am I cocky just

attention to the drama
Step on the scene and end it period there aint no comma
Wanna see really who I be, boy I'm the greatest like Ali
Float like a butterfly

ain't playing fair
Drive by walk down up the murder rate
I ain't going back to jail Ima do the race
Nigga say he want smoke well it's in the air
Niggas

What A Catch, Donnie

Fall Out Boy

Believers Never Die: The Greatest Hits

2009

Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms

What A Catch, Donnie

Fall Out Boy

Folie à Deux [Deluxe Edition]

2008

Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms

on the track I am very scary
Mind tearing
Turn up the music
Yeah, we got it blaring
I leave no loophole cause I ain't holy
And the way I spit ungodly you cannot

on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache? 
And inside it the people made of molasses 
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses 
And it ain't in

full I paid

Boy stop looking at me strange
Bout to air it out bullets flyin' like planes

And I know where you stay
Talkin' all that shit leave you red

look

We ain't never had it all, my daddy ain't ever have a steady job
Ex-felon while he still in fall, he got out in '83 or '84
Let them crackers