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can't believe what y'all see and I know it
But I just gotta show it
Ah it keep you thumpin'
When you see Saskia's plays trumpet
Ah right now take ah aha

avenging me
So let me keep my composure
I guess I got in my closure
Right after bending her over
No happy ending, it's over
And no, I'm doin' this sober
I

Baby girl I can’t love you no more
You juh mad I like to keep it on da low
Yeah you playin wit ma soul
Dats how it go how it go how it go
Dats how it

you out the way
We've got to fill this place with love
It can not wait another day
When I said Keep That Energy I mean it
A battery explodes when it is

not what it looks like
Give man high-five
Kiss her goodnight
I'm in your eye sight
But I'm not your type
I'm more like low-life
Keep quiet I'm

Cold Places

Ice Cube

Raw Footage

2008

[Chorus]
To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep yo' head up, fuck what they

all and i wont loose it again

I wont loose it again
Count up blues wit my friends
Counting you to keep it true 
I look at you like my twin
Just dont

a remove grills/and thats for them niggas thats singin thinkin they dru hill/2 bad bitches that think i’m too real/and they go low when they suck it, feel

hole, tell it to the popo/
The mic lookin' like a glowing stove on the low though/
This is just a promo, this is just a 44/
So do you feel lucky but who

See shorty he manic
Mad n in love
N they say it's been told
But he keep his head low
N he playin it cool
A shorty divided
Tween real n dreams
See

land
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the black woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)

Yo, super freak physique, like Raphael

It's Yourz

Wu-Tang Clan

Deadly Needles

2000

land
(It's Yours!)
The seed and the black woman
(It's Yours!)
Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan
(It's Yours!)

Yo, super freak physique, like Raphael

at the door, 'cause we keep "S" swole
But that ain't what the vibe is like, it's more like X-O
Got some space for merchandise, cop you some fresh clothes
Or go

(It's too EZ)
Yeah
Ay, we pull up like
No Virgil
White on white, white-white, not Off-White, look

Oh, I'm rich rich (rich), shawty thick thick

I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
Hey yo
What's their motherfuking problem

Irreplaceable

Pick up yo lip (Pick it up pick it up now)
I see your teeth gon' stick
(Peel it off the ground)
Best effort not to bite through

I ain't here

or bitch you gon get it
Don't fuck with you so you better keep distance
Got this shit by myself I ain't have no assistance
And I'm not scared to die so you

know
I know that you love me I just keep on the low
Cause it could get too ugly if everybody knows
Accustomed to the cold get it popping like a soda
Hold

I'm getting to this money
Gotta keep it ona low
Not fuckin with no bitch
Especially ah hoe
I'm the mutha fucken king
Bitch Betta kiss my toes
I ain't

[Chorus]
Go get low, get on the floor 
It's that time, Dance hard like it's a crime
This that sound of future time 
Brought to you by your boy, csteroidpine

moving like a jeep, you giving me lambo, damn yo
This the pain where you stub your big toe, on the low
It be hurting, but I can't let I show
Cause I know,

enough
No I can pretend
Every single day
Keep on goin back and forth with you
But end up goin home with you

Runnin on E
All that shit pourin it's raining

love, now it's all about the lust
If you keep watering dead plants, you turn yo garden into mud
I been running low on trust
You like to run when shit get

Why he keep dropping my name in them songs if he ain gon spin on nun
He keep on flexin' all them poles, you know them not yo guns
Pull out my Glock,