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And you'd be glad to help me
You'd give me "Kindness"
Not just in a Health Bar
You have a huge heart 
Yes, by far
And I'm so glad I met you all

I didn't

these Commissioners were unlike those who had deceived by their appearances
Hence, my landslide victory could only mean one thing: disaster for the other

this silly schoolboy crush wasn't just pretend
 
Well life goes by so fast
Well you only wanna do what you think is right
Close your eyes and it's past

got a scale with a boat, but it can't scale itself

Up for buku days with those ten and I'm the hardest nigga
Hoes call me daddy and they brothers guess

could make that my home, I swear I'd never let go
We get glimpses of heaven, as we walk down this road
It's a mind state you reach, not a height you can

Verse 1
You can never break me or take my pride. 
Cause most of y’all be fake, Those mistakes don’t lie.
Tried to kill me 3 times, now you snakes

taught me inverted,
Yeah, my Plum dog
Was the main cohort
In that digital-to-analog
K-8 bookended by
Volumes of all the EB Games trade-ins
And when we

one on the right
We’ll sail out with the tide
And even on the darkest night you
Can see those lanterns burning
You’ll know I’m coming home to you
When

Quit that trippin
I ride for you you ride for me
And we can make it out
Give my kids a brighter future
Wanna make my mama proud
It's all about

Into the Bang Bus you can thank us for
Bringin' new riddin' you
Of all of the rank stuff
Muph got the handcuffs
To put the kink in ya thinkin'

Dear Diary

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

I turn the knob we all going through the door, I ain't coming back for y'all
The whole crew feel the same as me
How could you ignore something so

and tell em it was my Lord that made it so
See i know that God bless me for His namesake
So when i talk about what i have it just make His name great
King

I

call with my dog asking for orange juices
Free the mob I'm sitting back thinking like nigga what you doing
Nigga acting like he stunting he ain't even

in a wood what you need for your rent
Like top of the morning whatever he said
We know you a rat you been talking to feds
We was eating together now

deceased
New cheeks you either pay for or lease
If I stay with a streak of winning can say that I peaked but

The Sun coming up I'm too lazy to sleep
Catch

that save the show
That basic flow we ain't racin tho
I'm right here in yo face and you silent!

CHORUS

Gutta

Couple tickets for the flight
No bags for

will smith but I'm laughing like Chris rock
Tried to say I wouldn't make it
I'm like ooo don't piss me off
You been rapping for some years
But you still

that drill
I feel surrounded by fakes and phonies
I don't wanna hear your shit
Stay out my way and please don't phone me You're not my mate and I'm not

give her some more, she finger for coin
These are real diamonds
Those are Cuban Cigars
So they ain't real nigga, see I am real nigga
SAD he know about

exclusive working out at the gym (wow)
You about as cool as a pulp comedy skit, clown drama begins
BLAOW 

What was you thinking you thinking we didn't know

and sharp breaths, lullabies, madrigals, folk or gondolier songs, and so on...”

“A series of disturbing lullabies handed over to you by a vocal sorcerer

death bet
Pass the rock before your ass get shot
And you become a laughing stock till caskets drop
Real shit, middle finger as I pass the cops
That's why

Man first thing first shout out AP
I hope you all enjoyed it man
This one was special to me
We was supposed to do this like a year ago
It came

the mixture delicious
Depicting a naughty life
Guided by the scriptures found in 1945
In that jar in the dessert
Buried for centuries
The search for