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a bitch, well Death's mine go find a Cerberus
My demons, angels, reality changes dangerous
It's straining us, how nobody needed trust, you outta luck
I'm in

Puffin' on loud, that hydro
Still lookin' out for the Five-O
Been in the game, that's all I know
Never trust a bitch, that's all I know
Yo, that's

don't love you
But you abide by it
Raise a glass to the real ones
That's creating legacies for their children
My Momentum is building
I'm Getting closer

Interlude 5

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

me. I'm something to put up with. And to endure that is amazing. I'll be the first to tell you, trust me. y'all could clap 'cause that's some real work

on you it's a homicide
Ride or die
Ride or die
I can't trust that bitch she ain't qualified
Ride or die
Ride or die
Catch you plottin' on us than you

asked do you trust me, I said hell no
Only thing that I trust, is the cash flow
Slime told you it's Khryses season, gimme a reason
Asked her, what she

take, retrieve and repossess the West and East of Lakes
Bleed and break the neck of every rat; we never feed a snake
That sev'rance pay done sealed

if you hear me say that I trust ya

I look in the mirror to ask for some help
Don't fuck with nobody I roll by myself
I'm gone be alright, so when I

Intro
God Has been so Good To you, If You can see that
I want you to push your neighbor and tell em
Say Wake up, it's time to praise God
Ohh yeah

Us Trust

Charlie Wilson

In It to Win It

2017

There's supposed to be us babe
By now, by now

Now I'm all up in love, tryna find the one that I let slip away
Remember that face, for seven age
I know

This is a song called trust no punk

Goddamn it oh you used to be so passionate
What happened? just the latest in systemic fashion
I wish that you

spazz I see bra get touched
Up dat 9 wit a mop cause ukno that bitch come in clutch
That bihh it’s gone come in clutch just like ray allen
I just popped

ain’t on my steez
I slangin it on my demon flow
Darkness hidden in the poems
I'm black Edgar Allen Poe
If you don’t know who that is
You probably don’t

trust these women
Geeking off a Scotty
Running 'round the lobby
I don't trust nobody, I don't trust nobody
I'll let you be the witness
Young nigga

potato hop the toad
Grey the skies that bode
Oh so well, for adventure is owed
Life's a debt
We repay by living
Givin' thanks for thanks giving
Fillin'

Barbara Allen

Judy Collins

Both Sides Now [Intersound]

1998

his servant to the town, 
Sent him to her dwellin'.
"My master's sick and and he sends for you
If you are Barbara Allen."

Then slowly, slowly she

and after that you will be righteous folk by
Repenting before committing the sin

One from among them said, Do not kill Joseph, but if you must do something,

Ray Allen so
I do this thing called life, by myself, all alone
I do the things I like, by myself, on my own
There's gon' be somebody out there you just

Mackalicious
Ain't you got a king?
Before 10: 00 Westwood, I'm no good
Shaking from here to back to Breckwood
On One FM rap show
The illest flow that you ever

that
I move swiftly like a all pro half back
If you want me come and get me, but you’ll definitely miss me
In the process, suffer a cracked back
Fall

before you pull the trigger
On a named based off Woody Allen
(It's just skin, Steven)

Are you really tryna say that I still live at home?
It's pretty

on by)
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me (walk on by)
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have

can trust me
You can trust me

I'm finally good at the place where I wanna be
Runnin' the race that's in front of me
I'm like a horse, I don't look left

made ways to adjust
Took a big leap of faith, I made moves off the jump
Don’t got no soul I can trust
That’s why all these guns in the cut
You try fuck