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eight I couldn't speak
Took the powder out her pocket
Snorted that shit then I geeked
Momma think I'm living different
She don't know that I'm the same
We

the daylight,
Cause all my n****s dogs yeah we all bite,
Never play nice but I get by,
Unless you be talking about hands I ain't never been shook in a long time,

You Don't Love Me

Grand Agent

By Design

2001

And it's funny I could tell by the look of your lady
I was yours, cause she was raw plus she played me
like you taught her to work for you, that's my M.O.
It

With a friend's child
I watched you play
I wanted to scream
I wanted to cry
But all I could do
Was tell you hi
Fallen angels,
Fallen curls
There's so

Of Ethel Bobcat. &More..&More

Verse One - Donn T

What a waste of time,
When you seem to let all of your innocence pass you by.
I couldn't see the tragedy

Girl Fever

Craig G

Now, That's More Like It

1991

where they go)
But yo
Think how the relationships go
Ha-ha-ha

Yo
This is to all the girls all around the world
But we're just going by the diamonds, they

I couldn't agree more
Quarantine turning me orange and green
Like hairstyles' rare files hardcore scene
Take oppressors to slaughterhouse

My mind is racing all the time
And where it's going I don't know but I don't mind And all the aching in her eyes
Couldn't tell you half the story if

hot... enough
If we got nothing we got trust I couldn't ask for more
Patience is hope in seeking and finding too, I
Stand on faith and all my promises with

ignore me then why can't I ignore time

I've been meaning to tell all the friends I know
How much I love them we should've played more in the snow
Forever

freefalling through napalm Dynamite
Keep fucking coming I proudly recite
Millions of scars just add to my might
Fucking Satan couldn’t beat a fiddle player son

wasn't meant for show
But here we start in my blue room
Making music we assume
Writing songs in my costume of happy child in his tomb
I was chillin in my

the class clown just coming to stab you
Going too fast sorry I couldn't grab you
I don't mess around, apparently
Yeah you got every right to be scared of me

tell yuh which road fi choose
So you do what you got to do
Now she gone leave me
Every week, man see you inna new front seat
No shame tree, nah hide

his plug out of socket
Put one in his noggin
Now we at the funeral home
No I won’t go
Yes I’ll blow
I'll ride for my niggas just need them to know
That

wants to know
What heaven has in store
But Im sure
Now I know
We need you more
Heaven needs you here more
All I ever wanted
Was to renew you
But all they

I'm the victor
Couldn't be a victim no
Rasta man a trample
Just listen up
Let this register Yea
Babylon cahh tek we fi a damn fool

Lone don You been

out
You try to clone me you act like you know me and suddenly we gotta problem now

Errybody think a they a problem child really just follow Kd that's

From the stone to the spark
Fired up the flashlights
Then a plane flew by
And it burnt up the sky
So I fell to my knees
And I couldn't believe
That they

that I keep leakin style for a while
Make ya smile and then it all is worthwhile So, believe me child
Children, Listen, I'll give you a gift then,

Fishing for attention
Fishing for just One Honorable Mention
I’m done with fishing 
It really smells
Like an apple that rots after William Tell
Enjoy your

couldn't even touch me remotely 
I keep my distance and balance it on a thin margin 
I write so many of these pristine pieces just quote me 
I'm riding up

Yeah, you're big, tubby, but if I were you
I wouldn't go around bragging about being
The posterboy for child abuse
We're tired of you
Is there nothing you

You know we do it for the love

My life's pretty good but I could see it getting better
Nothing ever satisfied me as a kid except the metric
I know