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Tryna Tryna

Logic

Remember My Name

2015

(Oh my God what is this? An L beat?)

Cut that music off, I ain't wit' other shit (I'm tryna turn up)
I-I-I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit that

[Verse 1: Frank Knight]

I'm sitting right here chilling next to my regime
Shorty tight rear quite rare to some she deemed queen 
We tend to speak

Frank Sinatra
Struggling, bugging that's life
Stuck with a stigmata by God
Misplaces the bases of  being Saved 
Cases from embracing the Chase

Alarm Clock Music

Dilated Peoples

20/20

2006

we're all battle raps and ganja
I say in your bad dreams we're monsters
Ratpackin' stages like Frank Sinatra

Cause this here's alarm clock music

Get up, boy, shit
Came with these niggas, take me out the streets, I'm a father
Bitch, I got a son, I love, and a daughter
My kids gon' show the same

right behind ya
Yeah, I got sauce on me, yeah like sriracha (uh)
I'm the biggest Franco, go by Sinatra

Fuck what they say I'ma still get my cake
I-I'm

Fanta
With my hat slanted, oh my lanta
Come and see my band, we cover frank Sinatra
And half the is set stand up
Comedy, targeted at folks in japan
What

then it's probably too late
R.I.P to ben frank he always one hundred
Fighting demons everyday like I'm Dante
Pushing through this my mind is corrupted

I don’t care what you say
Frank Sinatra
Imma do it my way
 
(and)
No one gon believe in you
Till' you make it there
(why)
Cause when you stuck

Countdown

E-40

The Block Brochure: Welcome to the Soil, Pt. 5

2013

in a day (Work)
Quarter platinum plaques in the hallway (Money)
Not Frank Sinatra but I did it my way (Mine)
Cut the top off the coupe, that's

like Wimbledon
While niggas screaming, "Killa," I'm overseas in my villa
With my masseuse, nothing illa
Frank switched the plan, cop the Lexus Land

like Wimbledon
While niggas screaming, "Killa," I'm overseas in my villa
With my masseuse, nothing illa
Frank switched the plan, cop the Lexus Land

All money in and no money out
This time they can’t count us out
No taking breaks im tryna break the bank
After Frank’s I’m just being frank
From

or so I brought him home we
sat on my couch listened to Nina Simone we
sipped on some water
danced to Frank Sinatra
I listened as he told me all about his

Get up, boy, shit
Came with these niggas, take me out the streets, I'm a father
Bitch, I got a son, I love, and a daughter
My kids gon' show the same

Frank Sinatra miscellaneous
Dance Ballerina Dance
Dance, ballerina, dance
And do your pirouette in rhythm
With your achin' heart
Dance, ballerina,

Streets of New York (City Life)

Alicia Keys

Unplugged

2005

of the Apocalypse, evil keep movin' politics
Every block is at risk, the metropolitan metropolis
The opposite of Liza Minelli and Frank Sinatra
Alicia Keys, Nas

Streets of New York (City Life) [[Remix]]

Nas

Diary of Alicia Keys [Import Bonus Track]

2003

Hey yo black it's time

If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who snitchin', who told police
Who came

a strip Ben Frank blue hundreds that's cheese
I need a glock by the hip head in the whip
From a bitch that a roll my weed
I need a yac made neat room temp

road to all my friends
cnd I won't ask again
Hey father, son and holy ghost
Where is Frank Sinatra when we need him most
Forever haunting a casino

Buffalo Bill

Eminem

Relapse: Refill

2009

come on, jump
Man, stop moshin' Marshall, oh my God, ya
Doin' the cha-cha and the Cucaracha with a quadra
Plegic, boogyin' down to Frank Sinatra

5 tourettes
In other words, I squeeze with ease
Dot my I’s and cross my T’s
I’m a perfectionist the lesson is
Fuck everyone assessing this
It’s

of focus, finally, found sight
You won't tell me how you feel, got me, so tight
Look
Im not gonna press you cuz I really do respect you
Is this love? Or just

had like 6 shots but I took one cuz my aim is different
And I dont care i Stay independent
I'm so Sinatra that's a Frank decision
Switch the focus dont