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I just want to thank y'all for letting me get that off my chest... 
This is Melrose by the way, in case you didn't know...

Now what's it like

the Golden Gate
Pistol was a throw away, some you niggas don't relate
Keep it player, like 4 Tay in Fillmoe, mane
My moms ran the Y in the West close to Huey's

Cash, yo, didn’t have, but he gotta get
He a man mama, stand back, pops couldn’t
Give a dough, shit
Couldn’t give a cat any want
Have a lot

motion so they think we going the other way
Tackled at the line 3rd and 5, no gain on the play
Run away from 5 he been live blitzing the whole game

all sweet, ka pai bitter sweet

She sat down by the fountain and started to cry
All that love in her heart still he had to lie
Cross the harbor fly away

throw up namaste, what decides my pay, hunger
My own road to pave, my hands shape the clay, on which you press play, banger
Portray my soul as gray, one

There he goes he's runnin by
That young man never hurt a fly
Skate spot Ben
Call him skate spot Ben
Skate spot Ben came out again
He thought that you

Damn, I got it bad (I got it bad)

He looked right into my eyes and it was over
I knew I should walk away, but I ran closer
'Cause I don't want

done, do it right, b
You're going to turn around, throw your lifein the trash, b
Her daddy took her to the next corner
Said, I didn't want to mourn you
So

like that I'm shy
No one by my side, everyone is blind
Apathetic lives don't reach out to neighbour
I apologize, I shouldn't have been born

Why am I

me away from this state of dismay
Back to the dream that a child had made,
Led astray by ambition
Day comes to a close,
Pack up and I leave
Music

Heat

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood [Clean]

1998

his half
But that's the type of nigga I am this ain't just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but hey, shit happens
What can I do, but go on livin'
Tree

Heat

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

1998

his half
But that's the type of nigga I am this ain't just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but hey, shit happens
What can I do, but go on livin'
Tree

I Will Survive

Snoop Dogg

Dead Man Walkin

2000

[Technique] 
By dawn's early light 
I shine brighter than the stars in the night 
And 'bout ready for a fight 
Come noon, I've consumed enough

The whole conversation was a warning
I wasn't tryna be too important, I already knew what was in store
So what I throw hints for, you was tryna fuck with me

go)
You gotta hit your free throws (you gotta hit your free throws)
You trying to be a you trying to be a hero
Started out with zero (started out with

think what is he on? what is he on
Nothing but life gimme the mic tired of nobody doing it right
Throw your hands up to the sky be present cause right now

Ballad of a Ballgame

Christine Lavin

Beau Woes and Other Problems of Modern Life

1986

Then the clouds broke apart
Then the sun reappeared

No, it didn't, but it felt like it did in my heart
I wanted to live again

Oh, by the way we lost

didn't notice he was ten minutes late
I started planning our wedding, white dress and dogwood flower bouquet
Pretty classy affair, considering we were only

chicken like raising canes
You is a Kobe fan I
Know ya shit gonna fade-away
I'm on that curry clay I'm in a golden state

Ice water on my Patek
See I ain't

astray
Everyone has gone his own way
He brought me out of an horrible pit
Out of the miry clay
So I can relate
Cuz if it wasn't for His grace
I wouldn't be

Yes, yes (cigarettes)
Tell a nigga how he's supposed to feel (how I'm supposed to feel, please please)
How I'm supposed to feel (how you supposed

down if he say he can't breathe
It's too many mothers that's grievin'
They killin' us for no reason
Been goin' on for too long to get even
Throw us

Indifferent to machines
The man didn't want tease
Before he was beheaded without any means

It's from human fucking nature that great evil was born
Created