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Nigga
This feel like redemption
This feel like when Nas said it's written
Remember nights when we ain't have no stove in the kitchen
Niggas mad

remember when we start saying the truth
About the way how we feel, that way how we love
Cutie moments that we've planned for when we get old
Oh, lovely baby,

My mamma used to tell me romance is dead
When I get older, I understand
A heart break is all that it takes to
Bury a hopeless romantic
Mourning my

I remember them cold nights in November
When your mama wanted us home
By dinnertime in the wintertime
And you would stay wearing my sweaters
Acting

The years flew by and you and I
We're still going strong
Romantic nights, we dim all the lights and play our favorite song
So many good times we've had
Your

on my mattress
So romantic, but I'm Catholic
Lord I think I'm about to sin
I'm enchanted by her accent, might be Latin, she's Latino
Cameras flashing when

Whitney was seeing
It was Love at 1st boot up
Real romantic geeker
She get prissy a real Carrie Bradshaw gotta sex before I leave the city
You can have my

loves with a fist
Remember that the river flows
The way it always did

Piece by piece
Put yourself together, believe it can be better
Piece by piece
Put

honest it's all right
It's right here for your eyes

It goes fast shoots right past
The years fly pass you by
So grab it and shake it
Don't be scared

tell you who you are
It's OK to let go, you're that shooting star
Remember all you wished for
Believe it will be true
You will never find yourself

Pick Yourself Up

Phil Nimmons

The Canadian Scene Via the Phil Nimmons Group

1956

you'll be a man, my son!

Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself

you’re talking about somebody else (else)
Don’t try to help me when you can’t help yourself
There’s so many other girls (other girls)
I think it’s someone

missed
My angel voice and my blue eyes
And maybe for a minute I'd fall
I'd remember how it feels to be loved
But then I'd realize I really don't know love

Big Ol' Drip

T.I.

The Dime Trap

2018

said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you

Love
Love
Love
Remember we met in the hallway
Remember we met in the hallway
I told you to stay by my side and to never turn fake
We texted

Look
Get drunk, get drunk
Get high, get high
Intoxicated cloud nine, cloud nine
I'm complicated bout mine, bout mine
Don't stop to wait just pass by

I glued back together the broken pieces of a vase you found
Out back of some old abandoned church in a town I don't remember the name
In the middle

blinded by success and wealth  
focusing on diamond rings, oh but remember this one thing :  
The countenance of one man brighten up an other day, not gold

you feel
Small and fragile
Remember the strength
You have within you and

Don't try to be anyone else
You are amazing just yourself
Keep shinning
Don't

Be patient with yourself 
Be patient with yourself n***a
Be patient with yourself 
Take your time

You overcame the odds, but you don't think about

shit
Cause we are sick of it
You know economy
But no integrity
Don't wanna hear your shit
Go fuck yourself with it
And I know we'll always remember

you counting bands by yourself
It's a difference when you making plans by yourself
It's a difference when you fucking on these bitches they only miss

on the ground by yourself
While your boy yells (Hey somebody get some help)
Fuck a treuce, ain't no apologies
I shoot so much I got funeral homes following me

on the weekday
Fembots turn knobs like Electric Daisy DJ
I know you'll never leave me
I'm a rider and you ride too
And wisdom isn't measured
By the number