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Everybody trip
I got a recipe for chilling
I be reminiscing
Gotta a whole lotta shit
About to be released
Gotta a whole lotta shit
That's filling up my

hard to get
That's why I want you
Without I have to live high
'Cause I love you
I can't stand the distance
When I am on tour, boo
Call me immediately

people fell in love

Right now at a picnic shelter down by Caney creek
You'll find potato salad, hot dogs and baked beans
The whole Wilson family's

impossible to live
Cause lack of innocence to give
Survive by a gun or succumb to one (Choose)

Mother's mourning their sons (Mikey G)
Battle of good and evil

she gone 
I know I'm always still her baby
3 in the morn Mama ring me that call "shit" I almost fainted 
Experienced a whole lotta death but this one

Sink Like a Stone

William Topley

Black River

1997

a whole lotta soul
If you plan getting by on your own
You can sink like a stone in some hole of your own
And just hide away

Give me something I can't

rally

That's all I know

I'm a 90s addict with an addiction to Jane
I like my nirvana with a side of cocaine 
I live by fuck war peace kicks ass
I'm

Like oh
Can't you see
Your love's for me
Just you and me
Beyond fantasies
With all the stars
That's just who we are
Live for the now
Live die tomorrow
It

mine, can't you see
I'm just trying to be all I can be
Ohhahhoahh, yeah
Verse Three: Too $hort
I had a whole lotta bitches in my lifetime
I been blessed

The World Is Filled...

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

can't you see
I'm just trying to be all I can be
Oh, yeah

I had a whole lotta bitches in my lifetime
I been blessed with the game always say the right

soul
Everything glitter nigga really ain’t gold
Gotta lotta ish on my mind too deep
Mind over matter but I really can't sleep
Can’t recognize what’s real

It's a whole lotta racks behind this shit
Don't make me go drop a bag on your shit
Turn your block to a lick
Say that you love that bitch
She leak

Pubic Enemy

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

as the true, the only, the very one, the Propmaster
There's only one thing I gotta tell ya
There's a whole lotta propmasters out there, you know what I mean

alcoholics
If you get a chance to call me
Just remember that I love you
And I'll always be your brother

And there were times that I didn't want to live

love it here
Too much on my mind
I can't even think
Been working on the low
Now I'm seeing clear
Been getting to the strips
It's a lotta dead huns
Yea

I grew up on my own, couldn’t even tie my shoes,
But now, i’m grown now,
I don’t follow rules, i don’t live by a book,
Lil bitch i’m up now, ride

Pull my strings
Make me feel good
I'm lit and shit at the same time
All I see
Is a whole lotta
Green green green
No sleep when it's bedtime
All for

and you make my body scream
What if I told you I love you?

Grabbed you by the hand and said baby let's dance
In a chocolate factory in a place called

evening at six o'clock
Whole town walk around the square
No rival factions, no big attractions
The people will be the reason to be there
In the outlying

To the weekend baby
Now tell me where we meeting lady
'Cause I got many reasons baby

Locked out of touch for a Season
A whole lotta odds in a evening
But I guess

She a bad girl up in insta but in real life
She ain't got no shelter
Bad girl wanna be Cinderella I call her
Isabella
I take me a whole lotta drugs

fucking with my head
Whole lotta things be in my mind so I be taking meds
Bruh on that liquor hella bad
It's fucking with my head
Lil Brodie say you gone

of devastation
Deprivation and trauma through the fourth generation

We acknowledge your country
But there’s a whole lotta Wudjulla walk-in on tha Whadjuk
Who

I gotta whole lotta secrets that I gotta keep to myself
I'm an independent nikka I never needed no help
When I was in Eastern Cape I remember seeing