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Runnin on E

2Pac

Until the End of Time [Clean]

2001

on Mobb Deep

If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep

Runnin on E

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

on Mobb Deep

If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract on Mobb Deep

Now let's dive into the veil
As I let out in a wail
My marketable music
It's all about that marketable music
By being relatable and making random pop

did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings

By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse

did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings

By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse

Baby Baby Don't Cry

The Miracles

Forever Gold

2001

it's no catastrophe.
Yeah!  And say now 
 
Baby, Baby, Don't Cry,  Baby, Baby, Don't cry, 
Baby, baby, here's why,
Love is here standing by, 
Love

I'll be fine
But give it some time, turns into eight or nine
They so deep now, feel like I'm gonna die
But I told you don't cry, it is just my time

Cingularity Point

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

To see the symphony for its surface complexity out of deep simplicity
You see, I achieve tranquility with obscure metaphors
Entering doors not placed

He said do it right and it all be fine
Well bro now you gone so I just wanna cry
So down in the slumps almost dropped out of school
I do it for me

the ocean and I maybe hollow
At Any given time
I maybe followed
Im out the ocean and I maybe hollow
At Any given time
I may dive deep
 
What it is that  you

you coming up like "Oh, I wanna date you"
When I sent you all my music, l just saw "Sent"
Now you're crawling to the money, every damn cent
Honestly, I

Ain't I

Lizzo

Big GRRRL Small World

2015

blinded by the light
It don't matter how deep yo' pockets go
They still get they fill, fingers scrape the bottom
It don't matter how deep yo' soul is

I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I

And let the music be the remedy
There ain't nothing left for anyone to cry about
No matter what you're finding out
Don't crumble
Don't you cave
Just turn it

the gat spray
Hooligan music, swinging heavy chains
Aim steady, let 'em hit you right in your fat face
This is hooligan music, one by one
Swinging two by

bitch a ghost town
Stay ten toes down, check the pulse now
They can’t by my soul, gotta let them know this shit is sold out 

Yeah its sold out, yeah its

See I'm all by myself, I guess I gotta cry alone
Shit Ima get through this but do not ask me what is wrong
But it's all on me, I hurt myself from too

Lookin out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
How many niggaz down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy!
West coast

This isn't what she had in mind but there's no time to cry
Her hearts locked deep inside
She knows she doesn't need to hide
She knows she doesn't need

Think About It

Snoop Dogg

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment [Clean]

2006

the mind
Many men were eradicated by music minds
Open your eyes and take ya time to visualize
And once you decide to move ya mind in due time

It's so

love your light don't show
Down by the truckstop highway glow
Lord knows where I'll go
When the road cries out what
The rocks don't know
Road cries out

stool sipping whiskey all night long
Oh baby don't let that honky tonk music get down deep in your bones

She saw it out the corner of her eye
All

for your property
The balls in your court but it's Lo-mein
They acting like you must be out your noodle if it doesn't move you
Politics as usual don't

the deep. I was by myself , I was alone nobody looked for me. I was in the dark I wasn’t home because I couldn’t sleep. I ran away from what I hold just hope