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I’m sorry them boys made it and you niggas didn't
I’m sorry we in the building and you niggas ain’t

Too many haters where I came from
I got too many

and smile and Beauty so excellent
Say when you find who you are if I pick up and call that you swear you be there again

I know I'm nothing without you
You

where's the satisfaction?
If it's not made true, is it only a distraction?
Who's the judge?
Building a beautiful home by brick
But if it isn't two-story,

the burner
This my album man, I hope y'all listening
I hope you woke up this morning and you played this song
And by the end of it, you knew exactly what you

belongings forgotten

Where I've gotten is not by accident
Faltering faith but its never ment
Influence in this life got us all tryna vent
No matter my faith

you if it's nice yuh
Working six years got no mother fucking ice yet
Say I'm falling off I ain't even on the flight yet
Got a fucking movie and an album

Something in you calls on my womansoul.
Finds me out in spite of myself.
I feel your eyes, I hear your music;
 you see me where I live.

Can't break you

hard for you
I been swerving way too far for you
And I learned that I'm way too smart for you
And these moments, they passing by
Thinking out loud, I

Believe me 
I am unbothered 
When it come to you ni**as 
Cause ima eye the secret eye and then chop it wit jigga 

Who the fuck 
That ni**a is 
Wit albums

for you
For you
I did it all for you
For you
I did it all for you
And look at where it got me
I bet it all on us
And look at what it cost me
I don't

I start at the bottom, I'm loving the scraps
Got a whole meal on my back
Got a whole table, I'm eating off that
Got a whole album, you're feeling

Underfed and overeating
Why you leeching
I've been creeping
I quit trapping
I be seated in the studio
Pen and pad of paper by the piano
My patent flows,

'm at that's a fact yeah

Yeah aye, yeah aye, yeah You see I'm broke motherfucker

Said I remember days where the problems weren't much
All we ever needed was

Book of Concord, AP article four
Explains fully what it means to be justified
And where to go to find
Proof that you trusted God
But first, there're

Rush

Talib Kweli

Quality [Clean]

2002

Feel the rush

They come to me for the lyrical, spiritual, raw shit I spit at you
Original, and I see collective, not individual
Visual,


Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with glasses

car
And we can ride all night long
We can fuck all night long
Play my album on your iPod, I know you'll find the right song
I'll take you 'round

procrastinate it's not your problem not your fate
Exactly where you're put by the collective consciousness 
Now this third one it pains my goodness don't equate

make the album
Fuck a deal I roll without one
I roll with dogs they steady growling 
I'm steady on the rise 
It's in my genes (jeans)
You

All Night Long

Machine Gun Kelly

General Admission [Deluxe Edition]

2015

'cause real problems can't be calculated
It's hard to find the answer when they have no explanation
It's hard to find where you're headed when there's no

Heaven in the Rain

Ray, Goodman & Brown

The Best of Ray, Goodman & Brown

1996

in the rain
Two miles from nowhere
An angel let me in
God sent her
Never thought I'd find in my lifetime
Heaven in the rain

Al :  Oh baby
   You know

and all of you runnin'
Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin', these packs and I'm actually pumpin'
Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically

I'm a Glock atcha artery
Waiting for it, pop ya up for cigarettes and groceries
I don't know no cops, but I can show you where that cop will be
Was

much
Two years, two books, an album, without much
Don't go out much, tryna find my place in the order
Tryna go up 30 in the first quarter
Home is where