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Beats by the Power of the Trap
Ain't witness nobody this fly
I hop out the womb on some fly shit
Then I hop in my first ride

Throwing up signs out

Everything I do they make that shit up out a hashtag
Watching me more than they watch they kids it's starting to look bad ( Look Bad )
Nigga just be a great

That's All Right

John Lee Hooker

Live at Sugar Hill, Vol. 2

2002

right
As the years go passing by
I keep on loving you, baby
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
I keep on lovin' you, baby
Hmm, hmm
You done me wrong, baby
But

I got my guys and they always be by my side for more than like half of my time
I got some people that's hating they waiting for what I'm creating

One day
We’ll realize this was all a bad dream
I Can’t wait
A butterfly can’t flutter by I'm burning off its wings
I wonder why I stutter by can’t

so amazing
In a sense I never thought by 20 I'd be this persuaded
Life ain't much
Live to die, while you die to live
Dying within
Feel like I'm lying

I had these people by my side that wouldn't let it head that route
Used to feel so sick yeah feeling like my life's a joke
Always showing high but

Come and test it
Life feeling like a show bitch I'm young and I'm restless
I had to go to the basics look at the metrics
My niggas spinning blocks

raised by my mother, I seen that woman suffer
No more pain and discovered, I asked God for an answer but all he did was mumble
It ain't a doggone thing you

Love is full cycles
Always going round and round
Why don't...you join us
Dee e e
Come by my place tonight
That's on me tonight

I'm feeling you
U

Stabbed in the back by everyone that I've let beside me
Been let down by anyone I've met besides me
Recycling rumination
It's death in my eyes I fail ta

Sun on the Moon

James Taylor

Live

1993

some more.

Some kind of funny looking money machine it is, Saddest looking people that I've ever seen.
Living in a hole, body and soul, 
Strung out

Girl Next Door

Bobby Brown

Dance!...Ya Know It!

1990

Our lives are hot, our souls will blend
I love that girl more than all the world
She's like priceless diamonds, cultured pearls

She took me by

I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse
Look how dirty my hands
I'm not sure who I am oh goddamn, yeah
I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse
Look

Drop the Bomb

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream

Don’t look at me that way
you know this is just the way things go
but I just can’t look away
I never wanted this you know

Wish we could undo all

look around and remember if I see anyone near me I probably lapped 'em
Til I see the baddest mf in the mirror, no Mike Jackson, unh
But we still neck

Silently I step up with a subversive subtext,
Trying to feed the need for more than just remedial subjects,
Place my faith in the belief that

they feeling
I been in this position
Since a young child in this bitch
Gotta come up get rich
I been having it walk in the mall
By what i want and ball

Pricey
(Hit-Boy)

Boss shit, your Lordship
Niggas talkin' yachts and some more shit
I used to run the block, now I'm corporate (corporate)

by Madness)
        Oh what a front she had
        Enough for me, my brother and dad
        A chest of drawers no doubt
        One with the top

your hands and say Lord thanks
What you done for me By walking from death into victory
Even though the path was slippery But I'm still thankful for

the grand mile
Plus it didn't help I knew none of my grandmas

Quit doing Drive By's Yellow Brick Road
I'm more capturing Yoshi and Toad
I'm mild
Dropping my

careful, honey
Okay, I'ma call you more
Okay, well, I look forward to it, too
Okay
Might- if you don't, come over there and beat ya hind part
Make