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Great Concerns

Lust for Youth

Lust for Youth

2019

a fist in the face or what?

It hurts my eyes to see you walking by yourself
And cover up that beautiful disguise
It hurts my eyes
No wonder if it's

to guide or command them
Forever forgotten in my sacred homeland
    
Into the fire I cast, the stone I wear round my neck
The magical prison that holds

baby
Hold my
Hand lovely
Don't you
Black coats in a black boat
Back rhymes in the back seat
Backpack filled with brick weed
Medicine in a Pepsi
Mixing

still hold hands

I know there's nothing here
That keeps my on the table
I come in love but my pockets are tied
I'm reaching out with the rest unstable
I

Southern Dialect

Big Mike

Still Serious

1997

haters who I thought was my partners, wasn't really my niggas
They reneged, they couldn't stand to see me get big in the business
That's why they

Coast to Coast Gangstas

Sauce Money

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

fallin' nigga don't trip

[Killer Mike]
Stoned is the way of my walk
In a mini-mack eleven, the tone when I talk
When I spray niggas pray, lay

One's right to die
Condemn to suffering
Enchain in a sorry plight

I'm trapped here
Inside my mind
All alone
I can't survive
I have a wish
Just one wish

my feet in quicksand
So I grab a mic grab a light and float above the stands
And I sing to all the fans iPhone's wave in all their hands
We share

Through rain and shine, my journey never ends

I stand in awe of the beauty all around
The hills and valleys, where my dreams are found
This farmer's heart,

a long restless sleep

And I'm drunk, dear, like I've never been before
I got caught up by my fears
And in my hand, dear, a letter I can't read
'cause

It's a Must

Rakim

The Master [Clean]

1999

hand to me 
It's inherited it runs in the family 

They said I was a head of my time or either here before 
To see the idea clear it takes a year

on the van on the express way While I got my hand in the Tech wave Niggas like \""fuck is he stupid?\"" Cops wanna cuff me do it You wanna be a hero snuff me

Hold up
I'm Bumping cashmere thoughts in these cashmere socks 
Hold up
I'm Bumping cashmere thoughts in these cashmere socks
I'm Bumping cashmere

just hold me, hold me, hold me
I'm broken, I'm broken, I'm broken
Empty on the edge
Pull me in and then pledge
To always be here
But i can't hear
Only

could hold onto
When my heart had nothing left

Out in the country
That old church bell rings
It sounds like a siren song
Ringing out just for me
Down in

straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register
Straight cash, stra-stra-stra-straight cash

Yeah, a hundred hundreds, that's ten stacks
Sitting in my pocket, you

A torn-up jacket on his back 
It's getting pretty cold 
Where do I stand, Do I reach out my hand 

And one more child's face 
On my TV screen 
She's

It's been a long, long time
What I need I can't seem to find
Always looking out
Never looking in
On my treasure in hand

It's a mystery
All

in your arms
We are one
Caught here under the starlight, starlight, starlight
Oh! 'Cause tonight we found heaven in the dark

No silhouette in my

grab my sword in hilt
No longer feeling pain or guilt

Our men fall one by one
All their deeds undone

I fall to my knees
Father don't ignore my pleas

Amerikkkan Idol

Joey Bada$$

All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ [LP]

2017

Yeah, uh, uh
Turn the music up in the headphones
Watch me get gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Amerikkkan I don't want hand vibe
I want my hand

right now.

RICK:
Rob-

ROBERT:
We passed the control room on the way in, didn't we?

CHARLOTTE:
I can’t stand this!

RICK:
You better fix things here

[KJ-52]
My name is KJ-Five Two, now ya'll be messin up my name
Its not fifty-two and it doesn't stand for King James
I waited too long now, so let me

Hands down you're the comfort in my song
And I know I get lazy when I'm down
You give me something to hold onto
But somehow we move on

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