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outside
Days turn into night
Time pass, tap shelf to get by
Gettin' high, fuck the law three times
And fuck the system designed
To keep people in

tell these lyrics i got them coz i always stand by my choices by what i beleive in, no i never left them, never doubt them for those id go to hell

tell these lyrics i got them coz i always stand by my choices by what i beleive in, no i never left them, never doubt them for those id go to hell

tell these lyrics i got them coz i always stand by my choices by what i beleive in, no i never left them, never doubt them for those id go to hell

tried me
Got they booth smoked (Ha ha ha)
Y'all niggas play these bitches too close
I'm calling plays
He ain't shootin' with that
Seven like he Kukoč

And when we make love, Jodeci on repeat
And we just get high got me all in a daze
You can call me Tom Brady, yeah I’m running these plays
Yeah, ridin’ with

Fuck All Y'all

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me) [Clean]

1997

friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherf***in' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody calling back
Now what the f*** is happenin'

Fuck All Y'all

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

1997

friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody calling back
Now what the fuck is happenin'

Dreams of God's Snow
Only I missed the fall
By being asleep
For waiting too long
These words are as pure
As the slush I trudge through
On days when I am

I gotta do it my self
You know I keep it one hundred
Yeah man you can't rely on nobody these days
I gotta do it my self
I hustle hard with no help

on one of these niggas? (Nah, nah)
Run up, broad-day on one of these niggas, no mask, bare-face sometimes I be trip (boom, boom)
But who want the clout?

with a slice in the heart, all confused by the narratives
all escaping to the parts with the laughs but the minutes never last cus it’s rush rush rush
in

Change the World

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

(nowhere) anywhere they can go
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride

And I been grinding so long, now days, that most these niggas, they know me
And me and my BM getting high on a island, vibin' stylin', low-key, yeah
One

If I could sing like you
I'd write a song about us
I'd write a verse about your eyes and how they make my heart rush
We'd dance to that beatin' tom

about to graduate
Got touched by some angels at Callaway
Rest In Peace to the people that passed away
Been alone for so long, Tom Hanks In castaway
This

on loving you more
Don't rush!
Let's take it slow
Nabaki nakuimbia baby te amo
This kinda love I never felt before
Day by day I keep on loving you more
Don't

blowing her nose
The theme song will not be
Written by Jim Webb
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell
Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdinck

was much simpler
Picking out the right fit to rock the first day
In the worst way, I had to be the man by whatever means
Clever schemes to smash
niggas

Coast?
Every time these b****** see me, they like, "You the goat."
They like, Kam, you do the most.
Celebrating every win 'cause I remember days when I was

And look at how I did all these bitches, look, I mean women
All throughout my life, drunken and scattered nights
She don't believe in abortion, pressure

Ha ha ha… hey man fuck
All y'all… fuck all y'all

Money gone fuck friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me
I

I’m RUSHING, touchdown, SAQUANAND FROM DAY ONE ALWAYS KEEP IT A-1 , any problem say some, we gone get it shaking
I’m tired of all these weak people

I ain't in a rush, I'm just practicing patience
A man of my word, I be true to my cadence
Just speaking my mind, I ain't trip over statements
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