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just not happy because

My life didn't turn out the way

I thought it would

"Hey! Join the fucking club, okay"

I thought I was going to be

Call on go, always ready
Staying low, arm is steady
Barbed the wire but I ain't petty
Can't X my dawgs man this ain't Belly
No more staying in

to give me
Mother made up for him, always watching over me
Days would go by and we would never see his face
In my mind, I'd wonder, "Does he have another

Every time I run, you say you've had enough
But I know it's just a trick to get me back into your arms
You got a way of deception that ruins all the fun

so we past that
Leading scorer on my team
No assist
You can't grasp that
Cause these niggas getting carried way more than footballs in they backpacks

so we past that
Leading scorer on my team
No assist
You can't grasp that
Cause these niggas getting carried way more than footballs in they backpacks

It's so good to be in your presence
It's so good to be in your love
Step by step, walking with your Spirit
It's so good to be in your love

I never

Sing You Sinners

Nat King Cole

The MacGregor Years, 1941-1945

1995

Like the bass trombone 
Blow your horn and take a bow
So that you're swingin' like the cows
Pythagoras would be so proud of us.

Baby Ride Easy

Johnny Cash

Out Among the Stars

2014

If I drove a truck
And I were a waitress
And I ordered coffee
And I poured you some

Then you'd stop by on your way sometimes later
And if we

it at all cost
I'll try my best to not make you cry
To be the one that puts the sparkle back in your eye
They're so deep and bright
I’d swear they glow

I get the bag for real
I fell in love with blue faces
Late night popping seals
I was riding the slow way
Locked in them bars for real
I was stuck in

These people I've tried but nobody wants to be your friend
You got 'em break neck sticking that shit way out for you
I'm at your paycheck, I could give

If my penmanships as good as me pushing this work
Then I hope my payoff don’t be much too longer
If I hone in on one of you niggas
Your comfortability

Cause I see pain in your eyes 
All that fear on ya mind 
Put a dim on ya shine 
U wear ya heart on ya sleeve 
So it's stains on ya arms
That mean red

Home
I'm coming home
Come to tell you I was wrong
Come to hold you in my arms, oh
Home
I'm coming home
You'll no longer be alone
Cause I say I'm

said that when my name is John and it starts to snow
Way down south, back in that hotbox that you call your home
Spread her wings, said better hold tight

a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by

Xxplosive
West coast shit
My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back
Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them

Xxplosive [2001 Edited Version]

Dr. Dre

2001

1999

Xxplosive
West coast shit
My nigger-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back
Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them

Xxplosive

Dr. Dre

2001

1999

Xxplosive
West coast shit
My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back
Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them

Let me feel this way 

I want a million little moments 
A million hours like these
With you're arms put safely round me, 'cause
it's not so scary

Armageddon Man

Black Flag

Family Man

1984

that everything just gets lost in there
And if it never comes out,? that?s ok by me..
And on other side, ???..at the top there may light at the end

Even in those times baby, there’s no place I’d rather be 

In your arms by your side, on this road of life we ride Through the calm through the storm

the best
Though I do this to be heard
I'ma do it to death
We ain't cool with all of these niggas
I'm through with all of these niggas
You fool with all