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(Free Top)
Swear every year as they go by these winters start to turn colder
And ever since my uncle died it left a chip on my shoulder
Demons out

bout what you tryna say
To the top, imma go the bottom I'm not tryna stay
I got cash please don't get me twisted nigga by the way

You a lame 
Get up out

time is right now
No need to wait for the rain to dry out
I ain't phased by them grey clouds
Don't you bring me them grey clouds
No matter what comes

here by yourself (and I see your out here by yourself)
So tell me what you're tryna do

String attachments, we won't have no string attachments
I'll

any metal like this
Got two yellow bitches come chill in my crib

Talk to 'em!
Lucci ran trunk key, and you know we ball out
Fear of God

shit is loaned out
I gets it on
Money keep growin', ice fully glowin'
Plus I'm bad to the bone in the danger zone
I hold my own when the pain is gone

of the soldiers no
Don't be scared of my homies
I'll beat your ass by myself
They just out here rooting for me so
Anybody got a problem
Speak up now or just

Different when you got it out the mud Everybody gon' come around
When they see you prospering, you eatin' Feel me
That fake love always in disguise I

Gen five when I'm poppin' out

Yeah

(Brrrt)

Used to call him my brother I might do him nasty
cause this ain't some shit we can talk about
I ain't shit

or two
Talking all that shit out the side of yo neck boo

If up bitch then it's stuck bitch
You can talk to shit
But dont get it twisted
You can never sit

I talk my talk I stand on it an African ka Burna boi
I mee anyhow I fuu anyhow by any means ka Burna boi
No smoking signs na a di m Ka o si m sewa Ka

Standing back up again
Lifes like a carousel
Round and round
Dont let me fall
Being surrounded
By everyone, you all
Talk and talk
Meaningless words
While its

Ghetto Star

2Pac

Better Dayz [Clean]

2002

Haha
For all my niggas in the hood (yeah)
Livin' the life of a ghetto star
(You know) you know how we do it
Makaveli

Just holla my name

too long
If you wanna talk I guess that's alright
If you wanna walk under the night sky
I don't really care cause we got tonight
Oh baby we

It's just

grind never stopping
Make a plan to become the man
Won't fall a victim, not to Uncle Sam
I'd be Goddamned if I don't make it out
Fuck sleeping on my

bitch out
I'm not some plastic pop daydream
So what? I'm everything they wanna be
They all want what I got, it's criminal
Hit you like a drive by, you

money?
I'm out here saving time, express my pain through rhymes
But they only notice if I can keep it within all the time
I fit in with the times, I doubt

The Goose

Parliament

Up for the Down Stroke

1974

right babe

Hey hey, I want to talk about it
want to step right here in the pocket, babe
Lord, make me want to sing about it
Hey, babe!
Whoo, babe!

to talk to her son
So the strap I gots a condom but don't talk to me funny
Alotta n***** had the game but it's mine right now
'Cause nowadays I've been

wonder
If it was a gun, the crowd, or some thunder
All of that was out my window when I was younger
Now I'm much older, lyrically clap MC's
If you don't

Blinded by the sweet talk
Playing games I can't play back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash

You were the bright one in every room
Dark

don't wanna talk about it, maybe another day
I just wanna figure out a way for me to say
How I really feel deep down in my chest
I just want peace of mind

let em mess with what you are
Never been impressed by all that talk
Sorry that Im blessed its not my fault

Stand up tall, never let em mess with what

Break of Dawn

Michael Jackson

Invincible

2001

through the park at night
Kiss and touch, nothin' much
Let it blow, just touch and go
Love me more, never leave me alone by house of love
People talk