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Hold My Hand

Kimya Dawson

I'm Sorry That Sometimes I'm Mean

2002

husband is beating up your son?"
Next thing I knew that family packed up and they were gone

Back pressed flat against the wall
And they hit me with

Come Into My Life

Gala

Come into My Life

1998

in the sky

The night is holding its breath
Inside in silence I'm dead,
But if I make it until tomorrow
I know that my fear will be gone
And so

cuz of His grace
I gotta momma that still prays
All them nights that she was up late
I'm only here because of her faith
Shoulda been dead sleep
In my

MISSIN'
FIRIN' UP WEED TILL THE EARLY MORNIN'
IT'S A LIL BIT LONLEY SINCE MY GIRL IS GONE
GOT MY SO CALLED ENEMIES 
YEA IM BACK
AND YOU COP SUCKA FUCKAS

a sun

All cruelty and violence

On earth will be dead and gone

Solo: both / both / Mike / both

So stand up for our human rights

Push back this pest

How you gonna chat about the dead? Are you gone in that head
Course you are, That is what YOU said

I ain't mentioned names yet, but you're lucky I

Said likkle pussy weh deh deh
When Hennessey pop ready fi chat
Lift him head like the Hennessey cap
Off of the Hennessey black (rah)
Right now me hungry

over my name
Don't make me grab you by the neck
And choke you til it's black
You lack realness and beg for
Attention on your tracks
Worms in and worms

sumn
man I'm from the rich and I'm puttin on
got alotta homies that are dead and gone
never made it off the curb side
big bank bringin birds by
copped

I start the night with a 175
And by the end of the
Party I'm probably barely alive
I'm probably spittin on your floor
Ain't no way I could drive
So if

hiding like frame
(hiding like frame)
They want me gone cause I'm black
And I'm not Democrat and I'm fye when I rap
You know to be hatin' that
Call me

high with me, damn
The energy unrequited ‘cause relation is dead
But I’m still manifesting the best
White smile on my face like Crest
Surrounded by wifey

[VERSE 1]
This is the end of every act that has been 
Where the back gets packed and the when gets penned
Primed by a line, then a sine into waves

an eye

Me nuh see no wrong

Bwoy affi dead

Me nuh nice and a live suh long

Shoot me a shoot fi me life

Me nuh video man

Yow

Blood affi run

Mother

a semi auto, we keep at it, dat rat-a-tat-tat
Tell dem niggas back back, in bat black we blat-blat
Don’t miss that target, dead on a dollar, I spot it

Test my might, and face my fears
And free my thoughts, and play by ear
And right my wrongs, and make things clear
I might be gone, i could be dead but

your camera, build us the building hittin with the hammer
nail by nail, stole em from the coffin, hip hop aint dead, they was faking the process
banning

with half cocaine
And shove it down some kids mouth with masking tape
Until he blacks out, that should keep his ass in place
I just say what I say, so

space whenever women try to date me
Ugh
Save the face 
She feel love im MIA 
Niggas plottin i ain't phased 
Keep the gang round just in case
I'm 
Gone

of the monologue yet?
Dead and gone, King Baby!
Twenty million reasons
We're guaranteed to bomb
Twenty million small catastrophes
But we're calm
Facing every

The House

Grave Digger

25 to Live

2006

life's gone out of his body
And madness has now taken control

Pale and grey
A weird mind
His sister is dead
And I'm so blind

Deep in the house

In the Last Second

Jumpsteady

Chaos Theory

untimely set 
Trippin' peeps in the streets 
By-standers, children and women 
Are watchin' me fall 
Blood sprayin' on the ground 
Must be bust up

cage call me johnny
Old Sheldon gone and I hope that I could find him
Occupied by the rapping so Im grinding
Cant quit gotta get it so Im trying nigga

UP AT 4

(By Danny Dean Phillips)

Up at four 

I got a job to do 

Drop some bombs 

And my missions through 



Another air attack 

During a black