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these niggas
I kept fuckin with these hoes

I'm suppose to run my digits
So I start touchin bows

Me n J-bandz hit the road
Get a load then its sold (Aye)

bet
You work too much?
I feel like I work too fucking much
It’s like, I had to work so hard just to get here
And like, you don’t even know about half

I Tried

Geto Boys

The Foundation

2005

up in these streets, tryin to get it
Raised by a single mother, two sisters two brothers
I used to think she didn't love us
'Cause she beat us so

Woah
Yeah
C'mon now
Get along y'all
This is what we've waited for
My dream
ZDT
This shits about to go hard
I had to get my ass straight
Waked up

sense of honor
But I been on a roll so I'mma go get mine regardless
Broken-hearted, so disheartened by the products of pain
Following fame, still

Knowledge Is King

Kool Moe Dee

Rap: Straight Outta the Ghetto

1992

And understanding
Possessed by gods
Transferred to man in
A script of a book
A scripture that looks 
Like a Biblical writing
Inviting a hook
Of a song sing along with

She Does It

Mott the Hoople

Drive On

1975

with that, in fact she'll think it's fine
I don't mind if you don't mind,
so come on now before someone gets in ...

Let her come along and take you

at
Tryina save face so ill scuffle for the paycheck
Playing witcha life that's how you get yourself a straight jack
Serve it with some ice and most my life I

as long as you have
And I get tired of the same old
Things just the same as you have
So let me tell you this, sweetheart
I figure I'd done my part
So don't

Ol' Doc Brown

Bill Anderson

Country Music Heaven

1993

times had hit our town hard and each man carried a load
So some just picked the wild flowers as they passed along the way
We wanted to give Doc a monument

We don’t get along like we used to
It’s been hard to control my emotions
And some things can be hard for me to cope with
The ship sailed but we’re

wrong
Damn we so perfect together
Thought we was forever guess we end

By the end of the song
At times it's hard being wrong
But I was never in the wrong

have to move along
'Cause that's what you want

Hey man since when she ever been up for grabs
That's my girl end your life with a couple jabs
Got you by

You can move along
Get the
Get the hell out my way
I'm just tryna get the hell out this place
I'm just tryna get the
Get the bag get the cake
Man

Saturday Night

Schoolly D

Saturday Night! The Album

1987

then we snuk upstairs
Step by step with a hint of fear
We got into my room, bitch started to scream
Momma busted in with a fucked up scene
Shirt

So high
It's hot like July
Just tryna get by
Feel like I could fly
Because I'm so high
It's hot like July
Just tryna get by
Feel like I could fly

strong
And I know that I've got to journey along
The last few days have seem so long
But I'ma pick up all my burdens and I'll carry on
Hey, rise up
Can't

to a game
And I don't play along
Wish we coulda get along
But I had to cut you off
If you didn't do me wrong
You probably woulda heard the song
Gotta keep it

can't comprehend it
Never ending the struggle but coping with it
Victorious finish, I hope I get it
But I won't get it just sitting around so
I think

Yeah I'm hot
Gametime
I'ma get that shit regardless
Going hard is what I'm haulin
Ain't intimidated by a hallow
Ya left me hanging now ya harmless

So Overwhelmed by the shame of being me
A loser orphan uneducated and diseased
And nobody helps when i say that i seem
All alone in this world with

with the aroma of the biscuits and the green bean casserole...um um um!

The Star of Bethlehem is shinning bright
Bet the kids will get a glimpse of St.

want it
They want it
They want it
They want it
213 to the 305
Get it so live and get you hype
They want it
They want it
They want it
They want it
213

get by
Or you're filthy rich, your time never seems occupied
You afraid to fall, cause you chill with those afraid of heights
Ima keep on building I'm