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Don't mind my bags,carrying baggage from locking my thoughts in a new vault,
push me over the ledge you get threw off, I'm so high off this blunt I

it
I’m trapping with the pistola myself 
Blaming my older brother missing time with my father 
And I am an older brother myself
I need to set

I walk by smiling while I spark it
I was 16 the first time I copped myself an ounce
Momma looking at me crazy, get that shit up out my house
Now these

to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you

through it

I Love you mama, Yeah you raised a lil soldier (You raised a lil soldier)
Said I Love you mama yeah, Look at me grow a lil older (Look at me

shoulders
But if I get half the chance to be like my old man
I ain't afraid of gettin' older

I got a few grays just like him, scars to show the life I

say he can't come get the pack so I mail it
I told him that he just gotta pay the shipping
Water my neck and wrist cost a 50
I cannot stop until i get

now I'm in it, green Grinch grinning
And I know that I'm winning by the competition in it
Hear me heating up my skillet, y'all probably gone feel him

family caused my trauma (I won't do that)
You won't get the best of me and that's on your momma

Hook: It is what it is, got no time for regrets
Friends by

what the fuck I'm saying... its Tripp!
And uhh...I made my beat by the way 

I'm a bad motherfucker aint too many fucking with me 
Bitch I'm on another I

I been flippin' wax by the pack for the dough 
Lose it everyday, so I can go and get some more 
I'm hopin' you can hit my line before I get it sold

coached by Phil Jackson or some shit, nigga
Like Jumpman J finna turn 23
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
I don't wanna compare but there's you then

got me feeling wicked
New pack Of cookies and now we get lifted
I'm way above limits I'm fried like some chicken
That pop in a skillet I run up them

To my true love
I love you so
No one else
No one else knows

Now that I'm getting older
I've ruined things
For my past life
My sweetest dreams
Now

hotter than a kitchen skillet
I'm at uni, bitches wanna do me
Come to the flat and we might watch a movie
My man Paul, sat in the jacuzzi
Doobs on deck

Keep Ya Head Up

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
Keep-keep ya head up, ooh,

pictures
Now that I'm a older nigga trying to correct wrong decisions
Cuz my life is not a random thought or a random picture
Cuz them pictures are a puzzle

I was hesitating 
I can't fake it 
I don't feel the shit
Making sure ain't nothing in this world I can't get my kid
Now I'm back to let you niggas

'm gone like mirage
Yah Yah Yah Yah
If I come round then its only for a minute
If I come down then its only for the ticket
Get it poppin' like a skillet
You

the mentality of just get up and kill it
Cook my beats in a skillet
Never lose if I will it
God by my side through everything, I pray
That you keep me on this

can't die Cause the vibes can't die

Big wes on the rhythm Every time I kill it
Cooking up a madness I'm doing bits in the skillet
My words, my truth Pop

for twenty five
Anytime I'm hungry
Got the menu going dummy
Yeah
I start with chips and salsa
That's a holy matrimony
Then add the skillet queso
Got

the apple tree,
By the house where we played 
We thought we'd never never change

But now we're older
And we're never see the apple tree,    
I wonder if it's

now I can deal it
Pot or Skillet, don’t matter how I'm cooking just stop the grilling
Rocker living, till I hit hall of fames like Robert Dylan
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