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to the sky
3 sets of wings in behind, as I light up the skyline, my guy
My mind is in a tail spin of all kind
Oh my, I fly, I glide over the state of NY
Wings

This thing felt right since the moment we said hello 

We're in this field and upon arrival
I felt for you and it's kind of frightful
Cupid ditched his

changed, I changed, picked up money and some change
Got some clothes and copped a chain
And then I fell in love again
That shit fucked up all my brain

Darrell
I'm raw to the bone eat your marrow
I flaunt by my talk and apparel
Classy but still acting ghetto
Shawty in love with a Nigga
It's never gone work

built, we should toast to this
What I be spittin' just fluent to me and my kind aint no coach to this
I don't need a bitch plannin' a scheme, I need mines

Gone for a while, but I stay prayed up for the times I was low
Tried to break me down they counted me out, tryna break my soul
I just love be fake

Eminem
I’ve been backstabbed by a lot of n@$# 
On my way to a milli gram
Once I found it, I found n@$# jumping all around on my mini van
F@&! the B@&!

you tread
On my open chest
On my broken heart
On my future days
I'm alive though 
I'm alive
But without love
Life is just a sum of days
Ticking ticking

That's When I Think of You

John Kay

All in Good Time

1978

of the free
That stroll along the bay
Their arms around each other
Their faces all aglow
Ah, when I see that kind of love
That's when I think of you

Lately

escalated
Now I'm biting my tongue, and I swallow the blood
And I waited forever to see if we'd make it, we didn't
Disregard the things I felt
Do you love me

a love of mine
That certain kind of woman that you know when you see, yeah
She never took a look at any highway signs
She said, "I'll go where I'll go,

the gift shop by the lake that bled blue rivers full of rain

And truth was stretched like clingfilm
Over a john of the kind they have by the Autobahns
And I

Bounce

TQ

Damizza Presents: Where I Wanna Be

2000

The kind of bitches that would love to break beds nigga
 
[Chorus]
[TQ:] If you want to?
I got this feelin tell me if I'm right (tell me if I'm right)

And you can tell by the swag so you know it's us
Beat the beat talkin cocky I want my wrist rocky
Pockets on Sumo looking kind of stocking
I see her

a marathon
Started with a dime in a day it became a quarter ounce
Finally can afford it now
Feel like Richard Porter now
Money on my mind you got a problem we

for real
Waiting is only so
Move through the hills

Darkness of another kind
Cloaked over me
You'll find yourself alone
That's harder than my

A man said to me won't you invest some money
I'm going to get rich going to marry my honey
Going to operate a ferry boat one of these days
That runs

Hope by now eyy you u get it
I make hits everyday n on stop
I'm on a clock feel his drop
You can hate me all you want I don't care i just doing me
This

to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting

to question how we made it
Raised by a single lady that's my mom
Lived in the slums
But gone and take a look at the king that I've become
This rap game's dumb

is only as a branch on my tree
You can bear fruit and bring glory to me

At first all my branches were of the same kind
But my Father in his mercy

got me mad face
That nigga flexin' counterfeits, his whole bag fake
I love it when she arch that shit and make her back break
Don't throw no sucka shit

Man speaking of moments
Make sure you live in em'
I've had a couple pass by in my life And I'm missing em'
That hit too close to home
And all of that

until we start pressing his line
Im stressing out but a nigga just fine 
Glass of white wine when I go out dine 
Compare me to no one im on of a kind my