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even close to being like her
No matter what ill stick by her
Evo x im driver
She in my passenger sitting pretty
Yeah
Yeah das my fucking rider
No

in my eyes
You never can comply so I guess its goodbye

Ride by my lone
Where I'm going? I don't know 
Dying on my own, cuz sittin' by my phone
Waiting

Girl, you and me, we're the perfect dead end road
'Cause one minute we're on fire and the next minute, we're ice cold
When I find you in my arms,

Southside

Slim Thug

Da Bottom, Vol. 3 [Chopped and Screwed by OG Ron C]

2005

sneakin up
Tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga on the street
Got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face
With a gay like mase
I don't hate

the dreams from their graves
People quick to hate not to praise
Like its edgy like its cool to just hate
I say wait
Stop the trolling for a minute
Stop

x2

She pulled up to my house and tell me that there's bodys in the back,
I dont like you that much i've just been distracted by the bags,
I dont need

Your eyes are filled with dirt
Covered up by what you think of me
You say im good enough
But im not who you wanna see

Hurting like a thorn in my

[Intro]
Yeah x 3
Ah ah x3
Yeah,ey 

[Chorus]
Hop in the whizzy whizzy (whizzy x2)
Too many coke my nigga we here we seen it 
Took her long to come

skyy
Mi ah think about my life
Work everyday cyah stop my grind
Wit d lord by meh side cyah dim my light
In the night skyy
Night sky
And mi know dat
Mi

No survivors in this game of hate, we all get changed in a certain way.
Our ideals changed by mortar, there isn't a person who doesn't pay.

No

back
He punched a hole in the wall on the way and broke a mirror, he's Charlie Mack
Down by law at each and every show
Nicknamed Al Decent but for short

Payback

Coolio

This Is How We Do It

1995

me 
So you can put your pumps on and get your rump on 
'cause your hump ain't that strong
Well, you can have my Land Rove 
Give me 30 minutes

for you before
So pass your heart around
In a year or two we might spit you out
But today we're gonna open every door

Welcome to your new home
It's

Piece by piece I'm gonna fight it
The hate and the fear will divide and I, oh I
Refuse to ever be divided, two worlds can be combined  and I, oh I'm
Gonna

an Ernest Hemingway portrait painted by Ernie Barnes
Clean sneakers and dirty horns, last soldier of thirty gone
Who lost hope but still journeyed on
Yet

My Fun House

Insane Clown Posse

The Ringmaster

1994

fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further down the hall, the room with jokeros

That's where you get beat by seventeen wicked clowns

HOLD ON

©2021 written by Michael Tyree




There were so many things that was on my mind
 I prayed to the Lord and He was right on time
Let me take

it
Counting minutes 'til they figure me out
Fidget with my skin like an abacus
Every sound stares
Wishing I would look back at 'em
But I'm enchanted by

Don't Blame Me

Mia X

Mama Drama

1998

say I'm overrated, but I'm highly educated
Incarcerated but reinstated and I know them faders really hate it
Rest in peace Malcom and King, TRU

haha, we ain't been here in a minute
I guess it was about that time
(Would you leave me?)
We back at it (pretty baby)
Coke Boys 6, the god's here

two-hundred bands in each ear
I was damn near the man before I started rappin'
These other niggas just cappin'
I can take the top off while the car goin'

Life defined by these moments
You light the fire and I'm going
To Work the faith I need motion
Pep in my step
Load up the plate go rep rep rep
While

the work, gone just in one minute
Hit all these hoes in the city, I want something different
To keep it simple, think this money doing something to me
I got

gotta listen to your teacher when
You're gettin' wasted by the beach again
You got Ballyhoo! pumpin' in your stereo
This is the summer jam so, here we go