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things feel the same
When we change just a lil' bit with every day that go by?
Sometimes I can't find the words to say to you
When you start crying but my

in my town rest of you niggas clowns

As the time pass ,like Steve Nash
I fill up the stats , Lebron with the Heat, mavs 
Triple double phoreign

I Split with my chick 
Cried on the phone to Cameron
My boy said all the right things
Incredibly understanding. 
Won't forget the compassion 
Not

like it or not, don't really matter to me
Cause most of the love I know I'ma keep, inside my family tree
So you can gossip, bout what really happened

even if it’s me

Not many kept it G whoever did forever eat with equity 

Remember we had to spilt it

We can buy the meal now

I ain’t selling nada need

the plane
Only bags and a jay
Ya'll not in my lane
I'm politickin in the sky
Barack Ogutta still in office, my 16 Steve Austin
Got 16 in my pocket
I make

the deal now

Steve Stoute shit, ya'll don't wanna get money

Calling you buddy

You just another fish in the stream who generating streams

It's not what

Song Title: Heaven
Lyrics By: steve e ross, Kim Millerlile, Tony Battle
Music By: steve e ross

Intro:
    Yeah that right, I’m talking 2 U !!

You're my son in the fuckin' wind
Like, there ain't no last thing
I can do you by the digit
Oh, it's no like a feeling
You know I'm not my, you know digit

for you love

Light those candles go for it, yeah
Trust me baby don't worry, yeah 
Give me a shot I'm Steve Curry, yeah 
I wanna leave my name on you -

Steve Hey I'm dribbling on this lane
Ain't no slowing
En go mark me en go dribble
En go move en go dribble
En go move
En go find my way I'm this

Stone, shout to all the internet sites OkayPlayer
All Hip-Hop, School of Hip-Hop.Com, (MySpace), you know, showin' me love,, why not, a thank you!
All my

prolly kill the whole zip
Low temp dabs on the glass feeling golden

So bring it back around again for me the jobs not finished
Ill break it down and give

call it superstition, Dogmatic schisms are written by the son of perdition,
hidden, esoterics, seeking truth after knowledge, if the truth wasn’t hidden

Take you deeper
You're checked out
I'm not here either
I go down
I camp out
Until there's blood in my mouth
And my jaw hurts
You're not focused
Fuck I'm

How i apply music to my art
Uh, like i said before, its a fucking
Whatever im feeling, actually since music
You know, I like i said
Music is at like

would I lie? Just to get by?
Just to get by, we get fly
The TV got us reachin' for stars
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin'

Get By

Talib Kweli

Quality [Clean]

2002

would I lie? Just to get by?
Just to get by, we get fly
The TV got us reachin' for stars
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin'

Stephen

Ke$ha

Animal

2010

crazy
Is that why you won't call me?
Steve, don't you think I'm pretty?
Do you not love me, is that why you won't call me?

'Cause your my object

crazy
Is that why you won't call me?
Steve, don't you think I'm pretty?
Do you not love me, is that why you won't call me?

'Cause your my object

to messy 
Then when we have problems we where is God's blessing

Life is not a trip to summer camp it's a war zone
You fight until the day you die and then

we smoking like Mariah Carey with a megaphone hitting high notes
Limit is the ceiling that’s not how I’m feeling
I’m just tryna keep the sky close
Wide

Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

to J.F.K., news spread he's back in town
Even police warned him not to be caught lacking when around 
But he couldn't miss the opportunity to ball 
cfter