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Cracks in Mr. Perfect

Ne-Yo

R.E.D. [Deluxe Edition]

2012

But the devil he can talk real loud (Yeah)
And my on decision I'm not proud (No)
But by the grace of God I'm here right now  
Healthy and getting

me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)

I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like

compete is the only thing winning
Obvious that men are intermediated by women
But it's obvious that women have
Greater power within em'
With that said it's

parade
helpless but she can't complain
drawn here by gravity she has no choice
burns up in friction and flame

all day through
close my eyes all I see is you
yes I´ll stay here beside you stay

Stay by my side you`re the air that I breath tonight
all I want is

I know that you be tired of running but ain't no need to change the subject
Like do you really want my loving? It's hard for me to tell by running
I

EWW

Killer Mike

About the Money

2014

bigger
Red just like Elmo but I never fuckin' giggle
You can suck my pickle for a nickel

Eww eww eww
Eww eww eww, eww

How many niggas standin'

I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lyin' here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all

They say, "All's well that ends well," but I'm in a new hell
Every

getting money but I see you
Yeah, well here they go come get 'em
Yeah, well here they go come get 'em
Yeah, well here they go come get 'em
Yeah, well here

to bust the 411
'94 is here
We gonna have something new for you on this next album, man
Yeah, we gonna have something new for your asses
We going to keep it

i seen ups and downs hit
but i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded
it really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded


he a real

unless
You give them a reason to
2017, Sincerely Yours was a murder
Probably album of the year
But who cares when nobody heard
It's getting crazy out here

This felt like I’ve heard it before
Just when you knocked on my door 
I’m not only here for the mends,
But let me take you by the hand
She surely

My music stay bringing the fire like Sila
A punk before, now I just act like a killer
Undefeated but they still not getting the picture
My potential

Drowning
Going down screaming out mayday
Looking to the sky asking why do we prey hay
Never seems to work so many brothers in the dirt
If it ain't

I always look miserable i act like I don’t wanna be here.
I act invincible but I’ve lost a lot of health just to be here.
Looking back I can see

me and I don't think they care
But my Postmates can't believe that I stay here (fuck)
I wanna go back to Kentucky and shut down the state fair
Visit

a warning that we mourn for the born cause of alarm aint because of these arms here
Because of these arm chairs that comfort that I fear could come for my son

Here We Go [Bonus Track]

Master P

I Miss My Homies

1997

they gon tell you for if you don't already know 
huh nigga that's all on you to be on top of yearn 
But by the time they finish fuckin you, bitch you

Finding my feet 
Stepped on a rock
Fire in mind 
But I'm ducking the heat 

Here's a receipt 
I pay up the price 
For my life to be bigger

Paying it Forward...

The Older looked out the window. It was a great day to play, but which instrument? The banjo? The Ukulele? The Basuki? He

the name and favorite later
I'm getting top notch picks
I'm getting better every mix
Building myself brick by brick
I ain't Sean but you still fucking up

Tell a whole story by painting a picture
Different colours by creating a mixture
Pumping out songs, like it's an addiction
Move to a new canvas, like

It is said that it couldn't work any way else
But by means of a heard mentality
There are the sheep and there is the shepherd
The subversive grazing