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on the floor
Are letters I wrote
Picked up by the wind
And sent to your phone
Oh I'm sick of all em feelings in my head
Put it in a verse instead

And I wonder

B my Plan A prolly be this sound.
Let's pour up sum for the hommies that we lost.
I'm finna roll up one for a moment that we on.
I wonder if they

Something in the Way You Are

Kimbra

Vows

2011

Something got me out of my
Slumber in the broken night
Watching you across the room
Shadowed by the placid moon
And I can feel it in my bones

Ya eyes are closing hypnotized
By the sound of my whispers
You now considered victim
I control whatever this does
You never thought it'd be this raw

Ya eyes are closing hypnotized
By the sound of my whispers
You now considered victim
I control whatever this does
You never thought it'd be this raw

Killuminati

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
Niggas dyin' by my

Killuminati

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now n**** truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
N****s dyin' by my

wonder why I put myself down there first
Let it sometimes get into my head when at my first
Reflect I think on death while burning zest it kinda hurts

to make dough
And put all my niggas on like this shit was a slave boat
So tell me why your songs sound like skittles and rainbows?
That's a dead giveaway

the juice
Got the money like Bruce Wayne (Batman)
Do this with my team, no Jamaican, shoutout Usain (Bolt!)
Liu Kang when I walk in the room
I'm so wavy, I'm

the juice
Got the money like Bruce Wayne (Batman)
Do this with my team, no Jamaican, shoutout Usain (Bolt!)
Liu Kang when I walk in the room
I'm so wavy, I'm

in
on my Joe Burrus for the top ten
Catch it on film
Face of death
Can't stop then
Lost kin
Do this often, don't retaliate
Like I'm Bruce Wayne
See me

Leave a city block in ruin
Heard the sound of my demise and wrote a couple verses to it
Getting older by the minute
Didn't have to speak, my body did,

Don't call me a friend if we ain't breaking ends
And i ain't Jesus, Jezebel, you tryina break some bread
It sounds sacrilegious feeding pigeons who

Drive an Escalade, windows tint like I'm at camp
Hottest nigga in my city since Wayne For cash money
Shawty tryna suck my bird and put respect on my name

could never measure
Ya know I love it baby
Do it for me baby
Ya hear the rumors all around
But you my only lady
Ya say ya loving on my sound
And how it

Guns in your section guns in your scene
Guns in the air get the loot take the cream
Pakistan Africa Chi-town Oakland
Guns by the cop make a mama

O's by the pound Uhhh
Just to Keep these feelings down Uhhh
I don't think you know the sound Uhhh
Who's gonna to take the crown Uhhh

I'm stressin'

the stee
You see things evolve but I move the same
Surviving by my wits, coast above your game
Wonder woman the plane, sight I'm invisible in
Still gettin'

Probably 'cause I gotta tell myself another lie
'Cause that's what helps to get me by
'Cause I'm in Hell
This is my goodbye, farewell

Wanna hold you,

watch X-Men and Marvel at Hey Arnold
I was still a virgin but all of my thoughts carnal
Like can I hit your G-spot, baby?
Throw it back to Wayne

my bag like the groceries
I'm self taught mean nobody ever coaching me
Reaching a dream smell good, this is potpourri
And everything produced by Skiii

no dwell accidentals
Being broke oh well I got credentials
Believed in Jesus self
Like since my dad gave me the way
I've been praying by myself
He just

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die