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Take Me by the Hand

The Darins

Darins

1999

say

CHORUS
Take Me by the hand, let Me lead you up
To a place
Where all of your tears subside
Take Me by the hand, let Me lead you out
Of this valley

somethin' and then throw it up to you)
massaging the pause button, sure
(I'll get you into the mood or whatever)
alright, OK
as long as I can get rowdy son
I

get ma shine
By walking over goons
Seven melodies
Came to put the drip on it
He hit me up
Now I'm here I never Skip on it
Take your time we still young

Niggas wanna fround 
Shells hit the ground
Sit a nigga down
These niggas funny we gon act clown
Lil bitch wet me up to I drown 
She down bitch
She’ll bust

But i can't see a thing since i seen her eyes
And how I'm gon be bitter when i bit her lil thighs
And I'd prolly get him hit up but a bitch on his side

singing my song
Y'all don't want beef if you can't make peace cause ain't got nothing put ya hands up
This is our month and we finna celebrate it you know i

Lil bitch
Oh, oh
Yeah
Damn
Cause, I'm doin' it by myself
That was back when I needed help
I was broken but look at me now
Mama told me to work under

right
Nigga posting with a choppa but won't even fight
Don't put your hands on these glasses bitch, these Versace
And these niggas been telling, it ain't

time just stop
I ain't here to ask for much but this Dutch in my hand
Needs a hand, could you grab it?
Could you put your new flavor in my palette?
Dark

the verses
I'm packin the verbiage
In the back of the lack t it a Mac 10 and some purses
Why you acting so nervous
Triller gang makin waves grab your board

The milk, the smokes, he
Came right back, i love him so
I see him often, like when Memphis sees the snow

It's funny how a lil fire make you feel

deciphering ink blots 

It's not my fault that you're a babyface (babyface)
This massacre by jay might be your saving grace (saving grace)
I'd invite you for

bored of same old me
And real talk for just one second
I still got that smug-fuck passion
Of a kid brought up-by records
MCs' art, spun rhymes backwards

turned your girl into my hoe
I know it ain't right but lil nigga it's just the cycle
Yah bitch I'm goin' far now
Runnin' up these checks
Got me feelin'

you find that special key?
Assembling the pieces in my hands
I've come to understand
I'm not a man no

Cause I'm just words on a screen
Ignored

though I'm stuck in positions moving by force though
People bite the hand that gone feed em' you can't afford those
Beggar style poor sport
Foreign power

ME WANT TO THROW MY HANDS UP AND CRY

OH SHIT, OH SHIT
ALLISON, WHAT’D YOU DO THIS TIME?
GOING TO A WEDDING AND BEDDING THE BEST MAN
ITSELF IS NOT

, and your time is up
And I'm running now
Tryna loose him now
Can take away that boy's pain 
All it take is a bullet to the brain
Leave him slain
Turn

to fuck me well I'm rolling off these fucking drugs
Bitch
Deuce deuce in my damn cup
Act up or back up I will throw them hands up
He ran like a track star

Hustlenomics (Intro)

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics [Clean]

2007

on phonics
Well me on da other hand, I'm hooked on hustlnomics
I buy da work really cheap, mark it up a couple hunned
Check my re-up, re-invested, while

When i Pop him Then
Nigga watch this
Man i ain't boxing
I don't throw hands
I just fire rounds
New Gun see the opps
Ima try it out
Up the Pole shoot it

of business
Oh, you ain't payin', push a button, call up My lil nigga
And we ain't shootin' ones, bitch, we double dutchin', nigga
We live a risky life, gotta

Sippin on some sizzurp
Said she don't like druggies
What about your

Sister, can she give me a
Hand With this until she
Get a couple

Blisters, my

people die in the streets
I see your shiny lil badge, you done gone and waved that
How you call it protecting the people when playing offense
Man what it