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sounds like I just got hit up in the curb
And I don't want some Smoke, cuz I don't want some Purpp
Bro went on Westwood, everyone saying, "Ugh"
Yeah, yeah,

It Might Be You

Kai

Share My World

2001

Time, I've been passing time
Watching trains go by.
All of my life, 
Lying on the sand watching seabirds fly.
Wishing there would be
Someone

niggas ain't coming in
I keep it loaded like buffering
I got a play for my niggas
I ran it by em and we huddling
I gotta double it
Upin the score now

Just look at where we at
(Birds eye view, we lookin’ down)
If you download this song for free
Then cop the whole discography
Come to the show rockin’

Season
Pause
Safe to say I made it through the fog
Applause
Ain't given but I'm Driven
By these gifts like Clause
Santana Bandana
My antenna with the same

on the grind I could never stop like Tony Hawk
I'm in the booth when it get dark
I hopped in that water just as a bait
I came out that bitch looking like a shark

shakedown
Is 'cuz a lot of niggas have fucked up
Word up, industry shakedown
Now what I mean by fucked up is
They don't wanna see the game played right

You always knew just what to do boy 
Even when I was low
Even when I was blue
You were always on the go
Tryna brighten the mood
That's why I kicked it

it all to chains 
Sliding be so easy getting money by the grain 
Every girl is tainted they only talking to my fame 
When I get my money I’m gone leave

bullied by Max?
We send a fuck nigga right to the sky
She wanna suck on my dick, I'm that guy
I cannot fuck on that hoe 'cause she white
Well actually I

drive you like a license
Suddenly enlightened by the glimmer of lycans
A dog is what they call me
Money like Wolf of Wall Street
Tell me just how you ball

sliding
Say something in person pussy
You just stick to typing

I'm the leader of the show you just a sidekick
Stomp your whole gang
Call that shit Attack

just to hang with it
Me against the music cause I’m feeling it
Two steeping in this shit cause I made it bitch
Double Dutch on this song cause I’m

Paris

The Bacon Brothers

Can't Complain

Written by Kevin Bacon
Strings written and arranged by Michael Bacon

"A guide book for the paranoid." KB

I'm in Paris, won't be here long
But after

with me
When he got me my first beer so our feelings would be drowned
He said just get it down, are you a man or a clown?
I'm a man, I'm a man I swear

I've Had Enough

Herbert Grönemeyer

Chaos

1993

you're really 'something'
Just like in George's song
Your magic is gunned down
So partner, you just hop along

And all your excuses, your sniffles

Claim
Who is the person that you became-came?
Couldn't relate late, my path is paved
Paved so I just packed up and got away-way

A-okay
Yeah, I'm smiling

Holding back tears as I remind myself
That it gets better, you don't gotta be a trend setter to lead
Just make 'em believe, cus you know they bleed the same

into sanging songs
We making America great again and it ain't taking long
We lost a few but most are remaining strong
Only supposed to love but

Spanish Harlem

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

Dias 
Rock steady by now you know the steelo 
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo 
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi 
Pop in the CD and let's get

like a ceiling fan
Big moves, big plans
I got big bands
I don’t do it for the gram
I just do it for the fam
Man I get it by the gram
I don’t give a damn

we could fuck or shoot the breeze
I was blinded by that thong, then everything had went wrong
When I was sleep she was online boot legging my songs

Consumption by the gallon
Flying high with them eagles y'all
Beware of my talons
Trading in my medallions
Cashing in my allowance
Late nights within the studio

a preacher in these speakers
Yeah your bitch know my song check my phone
Walk to the car drop a bag then I'm gone

Hit the scene then pop a bean
Now I'm no