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chests
About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts
Maybe below the cockles,
Maybe in the sub cockle area,
Maybe in the liver, maybe in

To her dungarees
Flexing her weapon
She kill me how she whip her sea
Gotta do better Im panties for pussy
A sucker how i was described
By people that knew

grief
Commonly be
Real reasons why we
Over-zealous
People tend to
Flip the script
On 33rd degrees
Of three six six sixty
Over righteous
Clutch a crucifix

a point I had to acknowledge it
But broken hearts hand out broken promises
I’m In a room surrounded by some people that I’ve know for plenty years but have

If we making money then im with whatever
I work with my brothers we striving together
Smoke by the pack I got O’s on the dresser
Run up the racks got

a thing of beauty
Sellin seltzer by the can bitches think it's trulys
Forty acres and a mule, we got trauma and movies
And label executives on my line just

me and my shadow
I'll split you fuckin' head open again
And we know what you do don't we Charlie
You fuck people out of money and get a way with it
You

can't say we don't do drive-bys, I'd be lying
And what's the difference anyway long as them niggas dying?
Kel-Tec came from Delta, 5056 bullets flying

It's almost been a year
I've been doing fine
But I'm not the same girl
You met that summer night
Cause I moved away from home
And lived a bit more

on the sofa I'm working my rhyme and flow
I want, Toto control
I'm cold, 40 below
And I ain't talking bout the temp I meant people under your toes
The smell,

Shit Is Real, Pt. III

Fat Joe

Loyalty

2002

Slow motion, baby
Tell you what I see through these eyes
All we do is speak the truth, yeah
Shit is realla then real, yeah
Shit is realla then real,

I saw you first
saw you first
Though you looked right in my eyes
Poor people we’d rehearse
we’d rehearse
But I never got it right
Though that season

40 acres and a mule
Instead of that how 'bout we provide our children some better schools
In High School I told my Mama I need better shoes
But that

A Murder of Memories

Eyedea & Abilities

First Born

've seen
No way, nohow, do we ever forget what we've seen

It's now twenty-five years later, he's on the brink of forty-three
Still searching for sanity,

Fake ID

Macklemore

The Language of My World

2009

and went out to by a ticket
When I got up the the door the bouncer checking ID's
Looks at mine and he's like "Nah we don't take these"
I tried to reach

tappin the phones
My foot on they necks
I won't stop to they screaming we did it
Like Dora explore
She kno I'm expensive can tell by the odor
I'm gaining

From the snow to the summer, niggas marchin' 20 blocks
Reason I can't switch on my gang, we forever locked

I'ma move you off the drop, put 40 in my

of the summer, Somewhere down the road
When I see you in the arms of Someone I don't know
But I know
I gotta let it burn

Couldn't make it work so we gonn Let it

into the misty morning air

I've seen the carnival that whirls outside your window
Come with me and ride the ferris wheel
And when the summer comes we

Why me
Why me
Why me
Why me
Why me
Why me
I'm tired of lyin
I'm tired of cryin
I'm tired of bullshit
I'm tired of people that think livin longer provide

down
We could ride down to the shore
Felt the vibes in the sun before
I used to care what people think
But really I don't give a fuck now
Please don't

to go with me home
Might move our annual shit to the 'Dome

I need 40, 000 people to see what I'm on
Yeah, ducked a lot of spiteful moves
I was an angry

made that crack muafucka don't be belittled
Game made by the government you know they loving it
Go to jail make bail money can't get enough of it
Slimey

Putting down the window and I'm feeling kinda high
Putting out a ciggy sending smoke up to the sky
Taking off my hoodie let the fresh air go on by