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i ain't ill i'm always mixing all the time
And i'm on my grind twenty four seven three sixty i five on grind
Cause I'm on my way to you my love again

once the woman bow down to marry the man
I demand my dependent variable confuses the man outline in white coat
Why cloak nature with squares 

I-I-I am

run through my head
3y3 Normal nkofoo pii b3ba, some too go goo
Life goes on but I swear may3 low
I dey see am for my eyes how I lost some bros
Nansei

Mama Always Told Me

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

[Chorus: x3]
Mama always told me (told me) 
But papa never showed me (showed me)
So I live the life of a thug 
And all I want to do is smoke

feeling open
Cause fifteen people are hoping
That you got it with your focus
In the zone you in
That's sixteen lives that you walking with
Am I talking

Some people melt 'em down in a needle
And shoot 'em up but I pop 'em with Seroquel
Like glue, I am stuck

See I'm a Pill Popper
So I'mma keep poppin'

Simple as my mama said, when I was very young
She told me not to worry, son
One day, you'll be someone
But here I am at twenty-one
As loaded

in the midst of the mess
Made it thru the bullshit now I'm Blessed yes nigga I'm blessed
Started 3 for 20 now we only smoke the best
I do this for

make your way on down the sea, 
Something has take you so far from me. 

3: Cathedral Song

I saw from the cathedral 
You were watching me 
And I saw

[Chorus]
Ride with us; take you to a level that you never seen
Puttin' in work just to live the dream, for those that said we couldn't
Live this life

Roxanne)
(My, my name is Shanté)

(Roxanne Shanté)

Thank you, thank you
This is the sure shot
I'd like to welcome
Roxanne Shanté live on stage
Give

of you that still linger
I am a VCR a funeral of dead memory waste
I'm a VCR a funeral of dead memory waste
You can see it on my face i'm a VCR funeral

The Jump Off

Lil' Kim

Pure Urban Essentials: 40 Hot Street Beats, R&B and Hip Hop

2003

twenty three inch rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up

And live good
East coast, West coast, worldwide
All my playas in the hood,

everyday
I pray and I meditate everyday
Twenty four seven
Three sixty six
I ride with my killers
And i'm fucking your bitch
Am I clear can you see me little

[Pre-Chorus]
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two
One, two, three

[Hook 1]
I'm a' count to three
By the time I get to three
Everybody in this b
Better be

Nigeria. He has also won ranks in Nigeria in Hip-hop at Rank 1 in Abuja, Rank 3 in Lagos and top 20 in Nigeria before moving to New York. Angel Henry

Nigeria. He has also won ranks in Nigeria in Hip-hop at Rank 1 in Abuja, Rank 3 in Lagos and top 20 in Nigeria before moving to New York. Angel Henry

Wants to live forever
Until they realize they
wont live forever
but almost everybody
wants to live forever

somebody body by that neighborhood party
now

wooh)

Refrain:
I Am is here, to bless you
I Am is here, to heal you
I Am is here, to walk with you
I Am is here, by His love
I Am is here, for your life

smokin’ blunts by myself, blunts by myself, (so what?).

[Verse 3]

Surrounded by smoke I be on cloud nine,
The clock is stuck on four twenty all the time,

There's gotta be something else to live for
No doubt
Fuck shitty pop songs
The ones by children of rich parents
And the ones all written by the same dude

I just cannot let slip by the way
A one, a two, a three, and to the four
A short rasta man here knocking at yuh door
Girls say my eyes pretty colors

a porcupine how sharp am I?
But niggas wanna bring out the dark in I
But me I'm so bright I keep walking by
Keep barking hater yeah ya talk a lot but me
I'm

A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz