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as friends they'd ride
But I'd rather have alive the the
People who died
Believing the lies
The government spits
Them bitches never provide
You think you so

mistakes and change
Rather than being shot or locked and chained
Only to be further displaced
If I could I'd apologize to your face
But I don't know if I can

rapport
No restraint, no remorse, I give thanks to the Source
On a bank by the shore, with a blanket and shorts
Who knew that I would blew up, would make it

made
Loved weed, what's new is missing booze
No beers seven years and I’m still confused
Life's weird now that I see it clear
But I’m here rather fight

happening
But I'm terrified if I fuck it up, it'll never come back again
I'd rather try one million times with you, than one time with anyone else
You're

tear up, like I got a problem
I'm weighin' my options, do I choose peace
Or try to stand up and speak for myself
I'd rather be humble and silent

I love my hood no other place I'd rather be
Growing up life was hard but it made a man of me
They took our light poles and left us potholes
But we go

feeling nothing and I feel like you be acting by force
I be training myself for the drill but I'm hot cookies on the grill
I be turning so soft you be

said a legend never cries, how else they supposed to fit in?
You know I'd rather stay inside, won't you give me just a minute? Oh

Oh, and
Before I

Is a Playa

Z-Ro

Guerilla Maab Resurrected

2012

fly, so Texas tough
I got a 40-X, that I sit like a bus
Ain't no stopping us, or they wanna be knocking us
Like four 18's, coming up out the trunk

can't have no convo with you I'd rather talk to Siri
On the edge so don't get near me (get near me)
Right now my eyes is teary (teary)
My hands shaking,

working toward
On my own, in my zone
Sometimes I'd rather be alone
Looking at me sideways
Go ahead pick up the phone

Float the highway
I'm saying no more

ONE OF FILMING?
BUT IT’S RICK’S FIRST DAY ON SET.
I’D RATHER DANGLE FROM A NOOSE BEFORE
I LET DOWN THE PRODUCER.
IF HE SEES WHAT WE’VE BEEN WORKING ON,

fight with you
I’d rather sit down and come up with a plan and do what’s right to you
Unless it’s wrong to me ... But possibly we meet in the middle

good between us 
It's just been three months
Since we're seeing each other
I mean, I'd rather be with you
Than any other lady and I mean that
We're

Handin my demos out at backstage doors
I'm through trying to be the next Dr. Dre
I'd rather just smoke this rock away
Phoney deals, contracts, labels

will
I'd rather own my masters
Then duck off in hidden hills

I've been living
Like I got no limits
They be mad, they tripping (Tripping)
Cause I'm out

boy"
She threw the elephant leaf down
On me in the bathtub
"How did you know I'd be in the tub?"
"I knew"
Almost every day Cass arrived when
I was in

Long nights by myself is when it gets real
Nobody to rely on, no, no drinks, no pill
Drowning in my thoughts I sit up and sit still
And I don't got

of the days
When the fuck did I die young
I ain't got no place to go, nowhere to be
The chance that I'mma die alone is haunting me
But life keeps breaking all

Separation not as simple as the distance between us

My mind no longer possessed by the demons that have been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies

aint buyin what they sellin
To get where he at you gotta be a felon
Prison or riches?
It aint no tellin
I'd rather aim for nirvana
Samsara or heaven
Even

serotonin I ain't got enough
Baby take another hit and then we're rolling up
Cuz I never got the memo I'd be bored as fuck
Literally the minute I'm fully

Still My Hood

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

personal, it's just the pace that they after
So I keep mine on me, jus' incase I might have ta'
It's still no other place that I'd rather, gotta' love my