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about the ladder just face it
Do you wanna light up the charts or light up their faces
Write up some bars or spark more creation
No rest in peace I won't

and how to run things
Although it always seemed like I would do it my way
Today we had an argument about the funds
And about Tav and how he seems to act

right there in your parka’s pocket
A month's gone by and still you ain't given it back, now my anxiety's mounting
Cos that wasn’t just some Biro, man

you
To do better, life's a bitch, just forget her
Keep it focused, keep it together
You would act like my soulmate
You would act like my friend
I

songs
About the boys who like to string me along
But you're not a boy, you're Apollo's son
You can't be matched by simply anyone
Oh I wanna hold your hand

to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by

Maybe I'm all alone
Making up thoughts about how you feel
And maybe I'm better of
'Cuz if it was supposed to happen, it would've happened by now
But

Brown Skin Lady

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

, watchin you
I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I

downtime and back
Life is always good
It's not an act we so fresh, so hood
You knew that it never would
Knew that it never would

Lakers, Dodgers,

Talk to you
You were my salvation
You were my world
You were there when I was Consumed by fear you were my Father
Man you were my best friend
So I didn't

're tempted to
And don't lie to me do right by me
Stand beside me when you're feeling weak
Think about your woman and think again
Be a man

I don't expect a man

Intro: T.U.R.K

ch man (roll with me) I like this vibe right here
But look here ma' (roll with me)
How about I get a bouquet of the finest herbal

pockets swear I think this shit is molded
I'm so clever in my music you would think I was a poet
They like huh huh huh man I swear that nigga golden
I ain’t

Uh, It's DJ-Z!
Yeah
Man I like my gold
And by now you should know
Fitted from the tip to my toes
Man I like that gold
And it ain't just for show
I

Fanmail

KJ-52

Yearbook

2007

some help from you

I took the time just to write you
We play you every Wednesday at my youth group
I love your music and we all think that you's cool

shop for free, I pay the charges
Straight up
If Huey was a rapper, he would say some wild things over a sample
Think about it
Shh
If Malcolm was

That you love doesn't want to put you first
If I could go reverse
I would pay attention to your actions
And would never pay attention to your words

bein' honest with you, how is that for context?
You can live forever when the shit you write is timeless
We gon' live forever 'cause the shit we write

I give love the my father and my mother,
and thanking my brothers for being there when my life was in the gutters.
My sisters was by my side when I

his mother
God is by himself, but at least we've got eachother
Or so we're told…
Does the noise in my head bother you?
The devil fell from heaven
I bet

again
Negative negative no need for trends
You isn't classic your plastic that ends
Losing your friends that were always by your side
Making new friends

then you gone
You would be another nigga sendin' letters home
My nigga, you gotta breathe Chill, just relax
Before you make a move, you just gotta face

I've come a long way from when I was 12When I was little and couldn't reach on top of the shelfWhen I would write these songs and share with nobody

Spirit on the Water

Bob Dylan

Modern Times

2006

Spirit on the water
Darkness on the face of the deep
I keep thinking about you baby
I can't hardly sleep

I'm traveling by land
Traveling through