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*HOOK*
I just take it step by step
And keep on walkin til I can't no more
I just take it step by step
And keep on talkin shit they hate to know

I

by one
Step by step
Less is more
With no prep
Find a way
Up to you
Look inside
What to do
With some grace
It all falls into place
Take it as it comes

Yeah
No tangible remedy
Yeah
Just grieve
By yourself in your space
At your pace it's okay
It's okay little man
They told you that a man don't cry
Men

I told the doctor, you wouldn't go home
I'm sure they'll fix it, you can't sleep it off no more
Sometimes the truth's a little bit strange
I told

tuckin they truck jewels

(Evidence)
Yo, since last year I've accumulated more money
More big breaks, been dressy a little less bummy
But more headaches

me by the waist yeah closer

A little less talking talking you feel me
More lip locking locking you feel me
A little less talking talking you feel me

Rise

Public Enemy

Rebirth of a Nation

2006

a little somethin' man
All these brothers around here fiendin' for that crack-a-lack-a-lack
You dig what I'm sayin'? Yo man, all they wanna do is get what

the most
As the sweat rolls down your cheek
This is the feelin that you seek
All the dancers on the floor
Become beg for a little more
As the sweat rolls

me more like Jesus
Every day a little more like Jesus
Crucify my flesh with Yours 
That my new life might be secured 
Everything I do, done so I can

Paramedics

Young Jeezy

The R.E.D. Album

2011

a main
Ever since an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a little something for the pain
That thing is so good like a hook

Look

Imagine an island where the party never ends
Where it's less about money and it's more about friends
Where the vibes can't done
It's less

let me eat (uh-huh)
A rapper, but I was a drug trafficker 'fore I left the streets
These ten more crack commandments, Frank White, rest in peace (ah)

girl, just know you can call me
I can make your pain go away by the morning
Things haven't been the same since you've fallen
Yeah just a little, it's all

Flippin' keys by the tons
Twenty five grand a week, fiends creep
No sleep nor do they eat
Bed around 6 feet deep

More goals to be achieved in
This hip hop

black dress
You've found the truth in me baby
You know the way i roll
Just grab the horse right by the reins now
Show a little more and take control
Just

on the grind
Well I still want to make you mine
I want to fuck you from behind
I want to kiss you one more time
We broke up, felt like I’m dying
I said I didn’t

We Can't Make It Here

Joan Baez

Occupy This Album

2012

There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing

Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
I can picture us in the living room
By the mantle piece
And you're tellin' me you're lovin' me
Put your hands on my thighs

I was born on top of the mountain
Held by the wilderness, captured by the nothing
Little did I know, but helplessly hoping
Far, far away from

そんなノリじゃ曲は踊らない
そろそろ気づけよ my stance
ミーハーとはとる distance (distance)
Distance (distance)

Okay, okay, okay
It's remix, remix, remix
Yeah, little by little, huh

How Long Has This Been Going On

Johnny Holiday

'Holiday' for Lovers

1957

As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno

one more chance
We still feel your life
Suffocated drowned and sedated
Surrounded by the things they hated
Silenced by their liquid muzzles
All of us

How Long Has This Been Going On

Renato Sellani

Gershwin

2007

As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno

$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty