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Got brodie calling my phone
Telling me home early I'm still hurting
Pops ain't here no more
Feeling low key dirty why my family
Shit my heart gone

done
Love my soul when I want to let go
Lift me high through all of my lows

Do what I do for Simon and Castro
I won't turn my back on God if the cash

Cradle to the Grave

2Pac

Thug Life, Vol. 1

1994

this land
That's the war zone, I gots no home, don't have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina
I keeps her wherever I go,

ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't

Yeah yeah
They sick of me doing these
No they sick you came JBean
You right
Life would be better if there was two of me
I'm looking at y'all niggas

like the candle wax
Whoa....back the fuck up you all on me
My niggas packed in the truck like an army
And we just came from the Stu like we Tommy

New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should

me no one else
I tried to stick by you wit you complications
Me and you was the work of satan
Woke up had to realize
Baby girl you ain’t worthy
Fought

12 and 1
I'm not talking rank up situations Im talking bout for fun
Big cuz flaggin on a Tommy we aint speaking Hilfiger
Drama scene the laundry scene

's, huh?
Fuckin' on your baby mommy, keep the Tommy with me
Bullet make your head bob, huh?
Put you right up on that T-shirt, ain't no politickin'
I love

Bamboozled by Love

Frank Zappa

Saarbrucken 1979

1991

holler
Bang her head all along the wall
If she don't give me what I want
She ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
I said she fooled around

Never Thought I

Solé

Skin Deep [Clean]

1999

fade back plenty of times
Tommy boy's filled with plenty of rhymes
Back there niggas never called me fine
One of the guys that scouts the scene

uhuhh
Crying nonstop
For the vibe?
E file fun Mozanna
Ain't nobody badder nor do it like me
When i put it in you feel like it's tormention
Uhuuhh
Oh no

I'll take a bitch from her man in a minute. Wasn't my plan you gone have to forgive me. Chasing them bands like it owe me some money, aint chasing no

verse
Converse with the worst til one
Of our gun burst callin Archurelli
Tell him niggas in one hearse
'Cus Compton ain't like the city of commerce
No

intentions still perceived as grimy
But God ain't here to front ya, He said put all that behind me
Joseph
Have no fear, just adhere
To the sound of conception

the profit
That the greatest gave you... it ain't cool
Being the last of a dying breed, especially when these
Sucker niggas keep on trying me, thinking because

sleep
He can’t be me he a Hypebeast
My style ain’t free, no freestylin’

Heard he got a buzz cus I was in jail
Real recognize real, he wasn’t familiar

(Ghost)
Countin' on my downfall, wantin' me to fall
(Fall)
Still, I knew one day, that I'd be the GOAT
(GOAT) from the bottom
Ain't no tellin' where my

I'm a child of the father
So I'm in the backseat

I'm blocked by the son
Like some lotion
I'm walking on the ocean
I'm revived
Like Asclepius gave me

ain’t nothing less
Getting this money no I never rest
I came from nothing you know that I’m blessed
Niggas be hating this shit is a test
Why these niggas

Uh, nigga, you're gutted
Your paper on a budget
You ain't got a pot to piss in, no bucket
You niggas call ass on facts you can't cover
Your homie got

with "Illmatic"
If Suge was home, Death Row would be good for me
Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out in the hood wit me
I've been shot 9 times my nigga

Aww damn...
Got to spazz on em like this, ya feel me?

Ayee
(T-Rob!)

Bout my green, so I pulled up in camo (Camo)
My Tommy don't run outta ammo