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that I find my way in the darkest of days
So you know I'm here to stay please give me space I don't want no hate
Don't rush, keep moving, don't wait
Fall

day, yeah, I swear that boy be dead by the mornin' (blah, blah, blah, blah)
We don't give a fuck, got extra bullets, we'll let your buddy come join you

Serpentine

Ani DiFranco

Evolve

2003

is still there 
It pinches a little when I sigh and moan 
And these days I'm thinkin' I could just as soon use 
The time alone 

'cause all

some draws
So put me on with these hoes homey's
He said don't rush to get grown drive slow homey
Drive slow homie
Drive slow
Ya never know homey

Return of the B-Boy

Mr. Lif

I Phantom

2002

Looked at me and said "damn this nigga need god"
Bored, apart in the streets he got beat
The meat, a disinfranchised he left wheat
Me, these images I

the fake
The love from the hate
& the difference 'tween both sides of the face
I'm hardly awake these days I keep running late
Missing date after date after

merry-go-round,
At least that goes up and down
But it really is special to see her
What they really want is for these stars
That illuminate their uncertainty,

A lot of speculation
A lot has kept me in the background hesitating
But I can't lose that's impossible ask tom cruise
Ain't no way I can go and make

Faces

Run-D.M.C.

Back from Hell

1990

In your face, all the time
All in your face when I'm kickin' my rhyme
All these faces in front of me
Face to face with Run-D.M.C

Knuckleheads

wrist-high, these days is a high risk
So the only thing I trust is my instincts
I'm squintin' through the peep hole, nigga, I've been peeped
All I gotta do

(Yeah)
Told him if sleep is the cousin of
Then death knows patience
So take everything by the day, be patient nigga
(Yeah)
Be patient niggga
(Uhh)
No rush

Overwhelmed by the fact that we still on it
These are the things that I love
I love, I love, I love, I love
These are the things that I love
I love, I love, I

these rocks this creek?
 Raton Canyon by name pours
 Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
  into your angler'd maw 
  My salt maw shall

tryna learn to not to bring my bad days to tomorrow
Niggas only bang my line when these niggas tryna borrow some
Might be rich by morning so I can't wait

When the scene unfolds
Young girls thirteen years old
Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got more stretch marks than these hoes
Hollin'

Cell Therapy

Goodie Mob

Wake Up Show Mix Archives, Vols. 1-2

2004

When the scene unfolds
Young girls thirteen years old
Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got more stretch marks than these hoes
Hollin'

changed
Had to change myself to see the world
Never in a rush now
Who to trust now?
Lost enough since the day you pushed away
I seek knowledge, so I bought

Go!
Uh, said I'm a slayer like Buffy, yeah
Taking my time, you can't rush me, yeah
If I call you my gang, you lucky, yeah (You lucky)
I'm out

a bet on us
Closing up, making deals and touring up
Not by chance, we tore it up
Liquor spilling, hold your cup
Raging all day, clear the way
Looking

There’s a brand new dawn
I believe, cause it’s the reason I go on 

Day are flying by
I don’t really mind
We can take our time - No need to rush 

Let

a movie
Let's go make a scene since these niggas be acting
In that field I'm Tom Brady with that glock I'm accurate
Let off 12 shots then 11 gone hit you

you're down
Reminisce these moments

But now 
We're laying by the airport
The planes rush by and they soar
Every night we'll see more
Until it's time to go

These days won't last forever
So close your eyes and
Keep a peace of mind

The drum beats now
My mother calls my name
The sun goes down
We race home again

to put out of commission my opposition
Tom cruise in this bitch like I’m on a mission
Automatic with these bars means I’m hardly shifting
Nici cage in