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shit you see in the films
We can get you that

Don't believe me got
A home for you heart
You can call like ET

So you need some time here
We don't even

Az the World Turnz

Raekwon

Heist of the Century

1998

yapping mc's, like pancakes you get flipped
I got a thirty shot clip at the grip of the hip
I'm a mad av. warrior, young tale from the crypt, kid

[chorus:

faith
Touch someone, you're good as death
Everything you've ever known
Will be taken, forever gone

Yes, I've touched and I survived
Lost it all and I'm

"The path of the righteous man is beset on
All sides by the inequities of the selfish
And the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he who, in the name

The Word and it fit me like fits
And if I get hungry then it feed me like fish
Yea I eat with my Savior He share me His dish
Got connected through blood not

You ain't got to ask
What's mine is yours
From the sun outside
To the ocean floor
Don't even trip
I'm by your side
Even if it goes left
We gon' end

summer morning at the park by the lake
I know she went away, I could not see her face
We didn't catch a break, I had to find a way to get her back to my

Dad's Old Number

Cole Swindell

All of It

2018

morning and late night wake-ups
It was me, in case you wonder
You've got dad's old number

I learned it by heart, when I was six
He never did change it

them cigarettes and motorbikes and something in you ignites
From thugs to cowboys, something in you excites
She's enticed by the drunken sex and wild

The second time around, you know it really got me down. 
Sister don't you judge it, just keep it to yourself now. And 
If you ain't got nothing good

ya heart get betrayed by someone close
Ya heart wanna forgive em
But ya ego want the smoke
Exery time I think about it
Get anxious 
I need too smoke

her bitch I gotta Hustle
Alexandra nigga every corner it's a dice game
You won't make it out if you come by wearing ice chain
Junkies pushing trollies

thought you
Would know by now
That you've got what
This life is all about
But I don't see that spark in your eyes

And it's got me wondering
When will I get

Romeo and Juliet

Chill

Raw Sylk

1998

around
Because it's sleezy
Good lesson taught by my big homey E-Z
I got to compliment you on how you please me
Touch me, but don't tease me
Now put it

ain’t my fault
I’m surprised I’m still here
Niggas ain’t got heart
Niggas can’t get up with me
Cause they ain’t got hops
They see Big Mobb heart skip

to jersey?
(You'll never break my heart)
You can leave me by the waterfalls
You remind me of room
But I need you like a doorway
If I ever get out
I'll be

Bailing Down the scene
Steppin in my Nudy raw jeans
Keep my laces tucked tight
Get money by any means
Hunnid racks bussing out my jeans
Pink fifties

of reluctant, and I don't got nothin' to say
How 'bout we get off the subject, I'm already coveted, I got a cut on the play
How 'bout I do my lil' dougie,

Man, my heart beating fast as shit
Gotta slow it down dawg
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
It feel good to be back home
It feel good to be back home yeah
cye
cye
Yeah

Around the World

Bizzy Bone

The Midwest Cowboy

me in the direction we chill
I'm only movin by the grace of the Lord, it's God's hill
Huh, go get that vittle money, for real
They better not fuck with

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you say, but you're still on your own at night.
You've got to make such a noise to understand the silence,
Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so

pyro & I start to burn ya. Mind & Heart of an Arian, got em hooked like a sternum. 

Find somebody to play with, it ain’t me.
Hating no that ain’t me,

watch before you look
I can feel the good and the evil in my heart Starting to fight , only reason I ain't throw no hook
Enjoy life while you can, cause I

basement
I'd go out to his basement out at Dunnhaden
To get the job done
Yeah
I got the job done
It was like I was sitting there loading up a gun
Handin out