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it
Leads me by still waters
Cuz I do be sea sick
Tells me to be still
Have a seat right quick
Relax your shoulders
You need to breathe
Please soldier I

stopping me from letting me grow
No no!
Sometime I worry that the rain's on its way
I know that I've felt great before, but damn that day's not today
And if

broken
I ain't't jokin, girl, I'm still in love
The kid is wildin', we thought he would get it down by the third album
But this nigga is still in love

on the edge

I like living on the edge, quite literally
I've been camped by the storm as shrubbery

You see me walking inside a dank shrubbery

I'm about to get

been fucking around on me
The music that I listen to confronts my pain
Sunny, no clouds, stay protected, prepared for the rain
Got me for my dollar, for

of power over
Two hundred-fifty-thousand albums
Sold worldwide and this ain't even half
The potential I possess

Invest while I reflect
Look me in the eye

mission of my existence
I'm takin' payments on hot pavement and making statements
I got a little hunch that this album might just promote me to greatness
Oh

handicapped, and still we're told there are some bonds that can't be broke
Fraud, lies by terrified escapists

Glass can shield the rain
With my head

freestyle
Blood in the rain energy in motion tricks up my sleeve yeah
Yo think it’s a game huh
80 on me no one can mess with me
I came through dripping beer

Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

beneath the mosses
Where the planted tunnel pass after the rains have run their courses
But alas the portraits of these frosted corpses tortured in

Pimpology

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

your face.
I rap so hard, ­you can't stop me.
My last album sold a million copies.
Me and the maestro, laying the beat.
DJ scratches from my homeboy

Pimpology

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House [Clean]

1990

me.
My last album sold a million copies.
Me and the maestro, laying the beat.
DJ scratches from my homeboy Pete.
Dangerous music is what you hear.

Oxygen

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture 
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be

(Quincy tell 'em)

Everybody's asking, "When the album's coming out?
What you rapping 'bout? What's the album called?
Who you got on there? What

dead body go do better album

I know say Dagrin dey laugh i dy wound this track
E dy show 2pac na ur warri version be that
Na me dy run the street una

absurd
When it rains
It pours 
On me
Pour me 
Some coffee 
With extra creamer
With great wealth comes great poverty
Just like power
And responsibility 
You

sled
And waited
I felt a cool breeze, I’m sure God made it
Like every ice sickle you savored
I wish weather alerts gave me warning
Of cupid’s version

understood ain't gotta be explained, ayy
Strippers at 11 keep me entertained
Money bands, money bands, just to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was

to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, A-$-A-P
I come from The Bay where the cuddies say "Yee"
Touchdown

Nothing Happened Today

The Boomtown Rats

The Fine Art of Surfacing [Bonus Tracks]

1979

_________________________________________
*taken from the album entitled "The Fine Art Of Surfacing"
*Written by Bob Geldof

Late Night

2Pac

Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000 [Clean]

1999

Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You

it's gonna stop?
It's gonna stop when you get KRS some?

Yo, I'm stressed out
Let me show you how stressed out
New remix, extended version
And all my

Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella