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by, in the whip, no lie
Didn't need no wheel cause the shit so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need oxygen
I'm so

Operation: Greenbacks

MF Doom

Operation: Doomsday

1999

to push us
Since when a MINY nigga don't be taking no shit?
I be that drug dealing nigga that be fucking ya' bitch

What a fella, like Salt, Pepa,

succeed
Let's turn around and take this world by storm
Let's make this broken world transform

We're trying to make it
Don't want to fake it
We shoot for

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

Banshee

Kendra Morris

Ray Donovan [Music From the Showtime Original Series]

2016

come by tomorrow
Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow
Honey don't run 'cause there's nowhere to go
She's got your number she got your code

Oh my brothers, my sisters, sons and daughters tell me, do you feel at peace?

And this feeling that I'm craving cant be replaced by anything EYE need

hit I up and roll and she gon let me
If you wanna be a baller you gotta stack your chip and don't go broke
Bitch playing hard to get but best believe

it's enough for everybody

Check it, a hum dullah don't deserve to be a star
DoItAll, Lord Jazz, Funk Man, yo who we are Lords
Immaculate, push

ain't what they seem like, uh
Claim to be happy now they don't seem right, uh
Runnin' around without a dream like, uh
Driven by money caught

SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE
by Tim Carbone and Tad Wise

Top to bottom
Side to side
Around in circles
Or in a straight line

Don’t get too high now

Push start,
Take me far and far away need a break from your heart
Had to start protecting mine, wrapped it up in kevlar
Reminiscing with my brothers, we

Exodus

Ice-T

7th Deadly Sin

1999

remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world ­the war that's controlled by the trigger 
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga

Ode to Billie Joe

Roch Voisine

Americana

2008

cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have

a wo b3 nom bi
Wo b3 da ama week no b3 kc aba
Yo mo ma me akwaaba
Na me style no di y3 dapper
You hating on your brother
Jon nigga wore fi karma
I had

Hustling
To make this work by any means
Late nights out and I'm up again
Can’t stop me now, I'm doing me
Brother Malcolm X - BY ANY MEANS
Martin Luther King-

don't take me for no lame
I'm just sayin you out your mind if you think I'm playin
Off white chemist
My niggas still in the kitchen
Hand written

bubble
You're my brother, I'm not above you
Remember me I'm so there
Don't make us have to go there
Turn and sing it

I stay silent with with red even if

cuz you blind 
Gotta focus on grind 
When you stress you unwind 
Now the system designed 
For your goals incline 
So don't get left behind 

Brother

love you, Deborah
I don't even gotta say your full name, you are a goddess
Nicole Pastine (and of course the homie Xavier)
Rapping is my passion, I

Circle small chat, work and ball
Don't talk shop amongst each Other
Shannon Sharp with the cut up, Everybody ain't your brother 'em
YFP, we the government,

You know sometimes, all the time
I be having the hardest time
With these hard times
And I don't know what to say
So I gotta find the perfect way

to capture me"!

Wild horse (wild horse)
Wild horse (wild horse)

Mustang is my name! 4X

Don't you know your rights
About free hunting!
Killing animals
For

They got you gassed you must think that you the new Hova
You a four-dot-o, nigga, I jumped in the new Rover
Your brother's still jumping the bed

The farmer should be sociable with the cowboy 
When he rides by and asks for food and water
Don't treat him like a louse make him welcome in your house
But