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place Id rather be
Aint no way aint no how
Aint no compromise
And aint now way aint no how
Theres no one else for me
And Im so mesmerized
Never gonna

a flat rate 

This day, that day, every day a rat race
Big bunda gyal, meetup at my place 
It's T on the beat,  no face no case,
Manaman chat, I've moved

rolling
Codename be the poet
I don’t wanna hear no talk about slowing
Let me tell you a little bit about me
I‘m loud, but not rolling
Codename be the poet

a new world
Got no referrals
I'm finna pass as me
Really ain't passing me
Told me your past it's deep
Space time
Explain mine
I'd really you rather see

hold it down, be
the best that I'd every be
So claimed to be
my friends, they ain't know me before the beat
Back when I just the lil' homie across

Appreciate the love, didn't notice you noticed
me
Just tryna hold it down, be
the best that I'd every be
So claimed to be
my friends, they ain't know me before

grasping
With a community
Given a clear task completed in unity
No ambiguity, finally found my place
In a world that I wasn't powerless to change
Now in

the numbers
Explain why my grades are low
I'd rather be a bum than have a living as a naked hoe

You thought that I was good at nothing, you should go and think

the throne?
What
Oh you wanna be alone?
That's absurd

What
No
Reality isn't even real
Haven't you heard

Order is entrapment and freedom is chaos
I'd rather

are my treats
No five oh on the low oh no
Got a stash of crunchy treats that I'd rather eat solo
Hiding bitches from my dad bitches down bad
GOD DAMN

think I’m still feeling blue 

I’d rather die for my crew 

I left my heart in the booth 


Everything glitter ain’t gold 

They coming after my soul

I don't do this shit for no one else
Fuck a therapist I'd rather be alone in a room just talking with myself
Like if they really need me they can

these thoughts that I'd rather see made by another man
Television set talking heads
Politicking the new religion that men discuss up on they couched, with

To scratch my itch
I'd rather run them ditzy trixie Dixie chicks
Summa cum laude
Pull up swerving in that big body
Southern twang up in my speech
Purple chains

Parents Just Don't Understand

The Fresh Prince

Sounds of the Eighties: The Late '80s Take Two

1996

parents had to come off from vacation to get me
I'd rather be in jail than to have my father hit me
My parents walked in
I got my grip, I said, "Ah, Mom,

thought I'd treat you right
but messed up in the end
And this ain't no excuse
I'm speaking wid all of my chest
I hope that rico's looking for me
while I'm

me, I'm the one I'd wanna be
'Cause they got dead lines
I'll come through in time
Meanwhile, I'm rapping 'bout emotions I
Ain't been through in time
In

the weather
Or if a Pidgeon shits on your head
Or that the foxes are already off the tether
But I'd rather end up dead
By action
Than at the mercy to factions
I

they got
As soon as they got it they died
I'd rather be a worshipper than an idol
They claim they moving
But they really just idle
So many people can

heading home
It's better though, better alone
You never know, she really glows
She really knows just how you are
How you gon' flow
I'd rather pull and leave

perceive this
Ain't no reason for me to rest
I'd rather progress and stack my bread
My raps stay fresh and my bitch stay bad
You can hate all you want but I

despite fleeing kill-zone
My life boring, don't cry for me; See, me got no remorse

So, it's a tamed King Kong
No place for male ego
"Mr Lover" taking no

a suicidal nigga, but you finna blood let,
My heart set, so place your bets,
Gonna mass murder no regrets, the sunsets,
A rat was unkempt, a day was well

tricked
Yeah
Like common sense
When the reaper's passing through
Stop resting
No breaks
No mistakes
No disgrace
No complains
Never thought I'd be good