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Soundtrack 2 My Life

Kid Cudi

Man on the Moon: The End of Day

2009

mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent

Dead Presidents

Yo Gotti

Rather You Than Me

2017

about her past
Her ass be looking good inside the leggings
But I notice that she missing all her edges
I run the game just by running with the felons

They Don't Love You No More

Jay-Z

I Changed a Lot

2015

on Meek, I'm on my Pac shit
Y'all rap niggas on some pop shit
I've been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch
Glock .30 in the cockpit
Sipping dirty

It's deep as the river styx when you're interlocked with the trenches
You're sorry - know by now that it sounds bogus
Endless apologies, but you still

by the way that I been talking
Cuz when money talk, it about me, I know
I was voted most likely to flip the script on these bitches
Mr. Unpredictable,

on St. Valentine's Day
Later the police - what a surprise - sent me to prison for the rest of my life
Me who always had a heart for the poor - with dirty

pills, or with nurses
I can't find a day to chill, plus it ain't worth it
Lately, I been either paying bills, or I'm workin'
Or I'm out in nature, prolly

can get put on a shirt with yo pussy ass
He lookin' for me, he know where I stay at You know my addy, boy, come where I'm at
You steady he tellin' dem

and those with false teeth 
c sick society dropping national health 
Stirred up by gay boys protected by their wealth 

Now the bear lies wounded 
cnother

Lessons from Mr. Feeny
While the devil is conflicting me
Mischievous bafoonery
Followed by Clownish activity
Some how this bottle
Has me partaking in this

Rise

So the persona is a certain complicated system of behavior
Which is partially dictated by society
And partially dictated by the expectations

moon ripe nosebleeds
I nurse these festering wounds
And drop rose seeds
But grow an orchid garden
Now the paint on your portrait hardens with
A face that

nigga
She with a whack little nigga
I am not that little nigga
She know that I'm wit it 
So she let me in it
I told her I'm busy  
Handlin' business yeah

Uh
Yeah
Showman what's good, good lookin' out by the way
Uh
Ess Vee
Uh

I'm from dirty Jerz Essex County to be exact
Where I be cutting loose up in

The bitches left, I'm moving right
This shit swinging' side to side
With my niggas til I die, by definition ride or die
All this pain I ride it out, all

Yea
You know this my shit right here
Shout out to everybody on that player shit

Armani this shit stewy boy haha

Man We just be
Havin with it
I

I was the kid with the pen and a pad at all times
Got my c's, and mowed lawns on part time
Mama was in school to be a nurse 
While my daddy worked

heartless rage
You cannot be saved by your faithless ways
Still you pray with your dirty mouth
Still you pray through with your dirty teeth

I am the mouth

your granddads granddad to newborn babies
The answer that they givin' is all the same old phrases

I've seen the pain gone away with medication
In dirty

a wound on ya face
Continue to roll through like skates
Nine shots out the nine, rattle the whole trunk like base
With an ultra violet lens on it K
You

Forget what I'm doing
Wiping blood up off the floor With a dirty towel

Disinfecting alcohol and bleach, I'm still breathing
Some wounds don't heal over

been duckin' paparazzi with
A pop bitch (Ha)
Glock 30 in the cockpit (Ha)
Sippin' dirty, conversatin' with the pilot
(Woah) nigga, you ain't seen it
I've

praise

He did the jobs the whites wouldn't do
The harder he worked the more their discrimination grew
They housed him in a dirty slum
Paid for by half

Now indeed all I need is a drill and saw
While the clock go tick tick
I just sit with the thoughts of a misfit
Talking explicit
Aint gon stop dont