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That race will run
Approaches him with her eyes
Now she's tired, shows her hotel key
Room fifty-three
And with a wink she says
Lets sleep
He's the moth

Can't Stop, Won't Stop

The LOX

Money, Power & Respect

1998

hit for all of us to start eatin 
And wild stack on three weeks on bowell leather beats
Our parents are sharp like cactuses
And you can tell by chips,

of the darkest Guinness with an Irish heart
Three passports, one of them red, two of them blue
Lived Finsbury, and Stock Newington too
'Bout to witness the rise

had two sons, would have had three, but when I hit her she miscarried
An angry man who would drink way to often
Being taken advantage of by my family

On the plane from Coeur d’Alene
Tomato juice tasted the same
She leafed through the local news
Grieved through her leaving blues
Local time was 3 AM
3 degrees

on
Big chevy no lease on
Dick heavy like 3 tons
Been ready for the war i a'int tripping on a whore
Kicking down doors by the shores
She saying Im legendary

the room
And I only smoke OG
Got P'z for the free
Ima sell em for the cheap FLIP
Double Up in a Week
Triple Up and get a Key
I was raised by the Dope, boy

Middle of the Night

Twista

Hip Hop Helps: After the Storm

2005

by vision of my bone
Made me feel this chick was on
She said (I'm bored I ain't did nothin but lay round the house all week)
And so I said in my

feet

I been rollin, rollin, rollin
I ain't slept in weeks

In the flower I frolic
Mary Jane and her pollen
She take away my problems
Feeling tall

Nigga it's no cap in my raps that I speak
She a lil nasty bitch she uh get freaky in the sheets
I uh have Brutha pull up blue tips uh brush his teeth

the same after three months in the grave
And then you wondered where it went to
As I reached for you, but all I felt was shame
And you held my lifeless

shorty what's up with you
She's asking what's up with me
And now we been together for weeks
Candlelight dinner with my shorty
Crack a 40 with my

essence as she glows for weeks
Omnipresent, so mystique, followed by a dope physique
Aura that could make the lowest valleys of the open peak
make her ocean

stick
And she compliment my fit
Like a maneater
And we fucking till we sleep
And i got not time to eat
Can you tell me what it is

She got fans

her legs shaking
Shaking
Whole body aching
Her baby in the room I don't know how we ain't wake him
Prolly rocked his ass to sleep by the way the bed was

(GGP)
I ain't had no sleep in three weeks
In my bed is three freaks
I got all the money
And I'm just

Smokin' on this tree-tree, gettin' head

deep (Nah)
Used to swerve Jeeps in my sleep, now I'm counting up like sheep (Yeah)
They say "You've been gone for weeks", I got time 3:33
With my

bang   
Hootchie mama reach around 
High balls turn your blue eyes brown

She drove him to the crazy house and made it back by dark
She sees the best in

to church with him three times a week
He took it to bed when he laid down to sleep
The weight of remembering just wore him down
The longer he carried her

Knees weak I can't sleep I want him 6 feet deep
I been trapping all week I can't get no sleep
Bussin down these P's imma make sure they remember me
Can't

questions arising from confusing information

Up until three weeks after her ninth birthday, Kallisti was able to experience empathy
To understand what was

I’ll have the number
3 with fries if you please,
And occupy my window seat
Every Friday at 5.
She used to love it
When I’d take her tray and pretend
Like

shit. 

Alright.

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drugs (Woah)
Every week (Yea)
You know we goin up
And I'm with the gang (Thirty three) nigga I throw it up
My lil baby she be geeking off them drugs I