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I gotta close the window before I record
Cause New York don't know how to be quiet

Coogi down to the socks like I'm biggie poppa
Keep your girl head

Choosing funds over fun
Disappear like the kid on the run
I ain't never gon' be done
Say it again we gon throw up the ones
She know what to do when she want

to die old
1100 have passed
1100 to go
Then he'll be home

Mama, I'm coming home
Hope my pistol don't blow
Put it to my face
And tell my people that I'm

you ain't never heard of hell, my angers like a quick visit
I mean
So many people tell a story that seem so fabricated
By the time I tell mine it looks

prevoked, now that's all, damn 
Why did he bother to bother a father 
Knowin forewell that he won't leave to see tomorrow 
Be on your guard when I start

still see my kids on the rug
Lil nigga still think he tough be he built like a bug
Ed had em on the run
Never won a fight but he start carry macs like he

Forget wah you thought
You a clown
Funny jokes aside
He always gotta put things before him
Like his mother
His father
His brother that was killed
You know

passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around

Walk Like a Man

Murs

Walk Like a Man

2005

These niggaz want to waste me it ain't nothing new to me
Soon as he walked by I was ready to bust
But he just posted up like he was waitin' on the bus
Now

Him
He'll always get you through
So I tried, I tried, I tried

Him
He'll always get you through
So I tried, I tried, I tried

was weighing him down just like an anchor
He didn’t mean much so he won’t be missed
Just to let you know, the guy was pissed
I can’t blame him, having

And make sure you don't defy
As if he was so dignified
Sensing their presence once again
The Dragon let itself be known
Releasing a great roar
Before coming

to he down for his homies, but won't help pay for his bail
Ain't got no motion, his money coming in like it's a snail
You would think we Mexican, the way

down
World's on mute when i smoke
Is she sippin henny or doing some dope
Will i make it like i do not know
If you ain't faded how the hell do you cope

by sight
Read the text. What'd He write
God ain't man. He won't lie
He's got a plan. He'll provide
Simple demand and supply
Line in the sand. Pick

finger tip in her but. She said her man straight pussy cause I be beating him, these niggas sweat like tea but always asking like they tough. 

(Hook)
What

the dozens feeling heat like convection ovens
If I was a fly on Christ's wall, then I'd be bugging
Because the truth is He don't need men
He's coming back

The Pros

Daddy O

Strictly Hip-Hop Reggae Fusion

1989

He started, he started to run 
But to his surprise, his feet must have slipped 
Cause I snapped that neck before the second step 

You see you may

and punjabi MC's
The blunted second coming with the gorgeous hair
I look like Jesus did before they told us he was fair
I might walk across the water just

and she likes that A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck, and then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin, cocks her

Dear dad I ain't mad just sad
Cuz you ain't hold me down
You held me back
I never lacked or did I
He'll be back when pigs fly
Left Ma with a red eye

like abuse is a game?
Like tearing down your son’s father is a game
You have a son! Why are you
Still competing with me by telling him bad
Things about

coming down to us
Now that we're rolling stones up the hill like Sisyphus
Do the employee of the month
Get a yearly bonus
Is god driving Bentley or is he