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& warring to much so Godbody raised up queens (queens bridge) 

We went from rapping 120 and knowledge to pillheads & dope fiends ( damn) 



These niggas

you mine
Now each day I'm thankful for every second of your time
Do or die
Holding back all my tears ain't wanna think about suicide
So why would I
Cut

People so mad
I went n got it by myself
Steady thinkin that i'm done
Hung my coat up on the shelf
Still workin on these riches
Ya
Workin on this

think, perhaps, sir
You will have to make up your mind
To abide by the rules of this house that is
If you want the job

I started work on the script
I

business anyway
Passive aggressive
Any day so I carry on with my day
Happy
And laughing
Rienacting
Gunshootings
On my mind
What's happening? 
Dreamin' like I

Not About You (EXPLICIT) 120:000 BPM

Good morning yeah
And good night
You see today is goin to be
A beautiful day

Spotlight glisten
Crowd start

Organize our collective suicide any longer
We're going to stand the fuck up
Stamp out this bullshit
And refuse their evil cure
Together we're stronger
Time

master"

This like many clichés
So lame and unexciting on the surface
Actually expresses a great and terrible truth
It is not the least bit
Coincidental

will never be a day when
I don’t miss that show it is home
To me and I am so grateful
That I got my start there with
All of those true angel humans
" she

I do not feel like to do it alone
But I do not wait for nobody to go
Can give it 120 just on my own
I get so frustrated when you think you broke

Stone by stone (yeah)
Brick by brick (oh yeah)
Step by step
Day by day
Mile by mile (ooh, ooh, ooh)

And this old road is rough and ruined
So many

Step By Step

Whitney Houston

Preacher's Wife [1997]

1996

Stone by stone (yeah)
Brick by brick (oh yeah)
Step by step
Day by day
Mile by mile (ooh, ooh, ooh)

And this old road is rough and ruined
So many

before
I rank higher than norm
Hated by a few Im paid more
cnd so they hate more
cm I suppose to stay poor
Fall off and chill what the fuck is real

Yellow stars in the wraith
I’m so glad that you came
She cast a spell Dr. Strange
You can find her in the Bay
Ok long day
Suicide with the drapes
Bad bitch

to the homie the other day man)

He said I'mma pump this fuckin' caine, pump this fuckin' caine
Hug this block, tote this fuckin' Glock, all you suckas lame

carried by eight cause his headstone bigger
And his niggas don't give a
Damn

They just want revenge for they mans
Put em on display from the can
I been

Suicide or maybe it's my brain that I can't escape
Think of ways 50 times a day
Victim of the pain, Feelin numb
But I can't complain, when it's said

night
Making plans to put things right
Religion, politics, power and greed, this is all that they need
They fuel the fire that burns so bright
The devil

Guys, I'm going 120 down the freeway, I'm so fucking hammered
Bro, are you okay? Like, what the fuck
Bro, she's missing out
I'm him! I'm him
You've got

been down for me
With feelings comes the complexities
Baby I prefer the ease
Please just do it this way for me
See ay ay
That this is heaven
I keep

nigga do it like Me
Nigga, this ain't Hollywood, it ain't no actin' in me
If I done told you one thing, I ain't tellin' a lie
I keep it 120, only way that

Insanity and madness
I'm so blind, prey's blood won't reverse the time 
The time is now
Suicide will be my end

My blood (My blood) will change (Will change

As the World Turns

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

allergic to cash this year
Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-be	
Killin' bustas is my motherfuckin job, him or me
Lyrically fatally driven, niggas reported

lonely
But this do or die
Almost like a suicide

I know the virus is outside and It doesn't matter
I know the virus is outside so let's have a party
Days