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best life by the time he's 40
So best believe that getting sleep wasn't an option for him
Stayin' on the grind in a difficult time
Broken house mother

It started all over again
When I saw him eight years down the line
My heart wasn't open when you found me then
He said honey to just take my time

Night Of The 4th Of May

Al Stewart

Zero She Flies/Orange

2013

And the days they flew by
And the leaves fell from the trees
And many times you came around
And many times you slept with me
And every time that

Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that

And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco

Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for

Long Nite

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez

1995

The nigga that I didn't know said he had some on the weed
And stoppin' by the crib so he can get up on some cheese
I've smelled shit in the game as soon

For the last time on god
On god for the last time
On god

Fuck love
Fuck love ima savage well mannered
Man eater barbian
Love don't live hea

Love

(white)
Fuck a peace sign, you gon' get hit one time (bah, bah, bah)
I get that fish scale, turn it to hard white (white)
Live by the street life, that's

It all made sense somehow
The way it was written out
That's how I took it in
The way time just kinda crawled by on his wrist
He said something's

They're coming for me
Victim of police brutality
He was just a kid
He wasn't even 16
Now scarred for life by the police
Power corrupts absolutely
Power

Oh-oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
(Hold on bruh, you too slime)
Youngin' big blue, but deep inside, he like a red rose
(JC on the beat)
Bank account

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Hold on bruh, you too slime
Youngin' big blue, but deep inside, he like a red rose
On the beat
Bank account on overload, but

bread
If you a hustlaaa

Little homie think he grown now
Big shot
Even got him 2 phones now
He know it all
Can't tell him shit
He live by 3 words
Take Yo

Let's Take A Ride
Recorded by Six Gun Sally
Label: Six Gun Sally
Written By Ford Thurston  BMI/ Chase Bryant  BMI 
Producer Dave Barbe/ Ford Thurston

of
his God. Lately though, he had been visited by many
temptations in his dreams. Promises of pleasure,
riches and power raced through his sleeping mind.

Where others just passed
He was amassed
Until one day, he had his fill

Grand Central Terminal
Manhatten, I am suprised he wasn't flattened
He was

2014

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

cleared my throat got in a b-boy stance
and I ran through a rhyme that made him piss in his pants
With tears in his eyes, he grabbed me by the hand

didn't post my black square on time
And they know I wasn't saying nothing half a week ago
So they've got to be the problem and the problem's gotta go
I'm

his curse
He was deprived of what he loved
And now he deprives of life and hope
With fire and terror he avenges every day
For what was taken from him by

can't live forever
I know someday that I gotta leave
Can't get caught in that fame
If I go broke I know they gon' leave
Gotta watch who around you
Better

could count on him
He could count on me
That's the way it should be

Time flew by and we grew fast
I found myself my first girlfriend
And my little bro

actually glad he's still here Cause where he from its eye for eye
And now I'm older and I'm by your side So tell him try it now
Gang
Say ma I graduated today

up in the mixture
It wasn't helping he wanted something else to fix him quicker
But he got addicted, love is pain, caused by its sickness
Feeling

There's Not a day that go by, that he don’t make decisions
There's Not a minute that go by, that he don't pay close attention
What spot is he