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Depression, depression is real
What is real will proper, I always say that
That's what I live by, what is real will prosper
I love these kids, and I

I alone?
I've waited till the end to call this home

My knuckles have bled
Beaten to the bone
I'm held down by your darkness
That won't let me go

another work place I call a dead-end job
Looking for a band besides my own flesh 'n blood
Gonna make a record once I find the studio
Don't have the money, I

treaded on
Paid the price on that block when I bled alone
Livin fast cause we don't know who next to go
I got God in my blood my genetics strong
Me and twin

Take that shit off at the front
Gudda!

Sleep on me, I hope you die in your sleep
No one's defiant as me
I know my worth, so when you pay me

vent to
Oh and by the why you ain't real nothin real about it I could sense you
I don't got shit to say and I won't defend you
I know my words ricochet I

the head
Left to bled
No more room for tears to be shed
News spread fear fueled by the echos
Of cops flying down avenues
The youth are loose screws in this

The Warriors

Royce da 5'9"

The Revival EP

2009

to tell a story, oh, baby!
Blood on the walls, street life

America's worst nightmare, ahead by light years
Hip hop's only shining star in the night's

cap, but yeah, uh (what)
I'm a caterpillar, uh, yeah (nigga)
That's for real, uh (nigga)
Yeah I told her take this dick then I take her to dinner,

Respiration

Common

Time Travelin'

2008

Blasting holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard

down we gone send that bitch up
Everything I got I got it out the mud
Tryna clean this dirty money stained up with blood
Heart bled out I ain't got no

in love for

Bled dry by the succubus
Narcissist in a black dress
The way you make a mess out of everything
I'd never understand it
No empathy for

the rest, where I'm just some boy
That you met by sunset and I wasn't done yet
With all of the words said
And all of the blood bled
And all of the cards read

bitch, I'm known for givin' out head wraps (head wraps)
DOA, he bled out (he bled out), it's time to pass that bread out (pass that bread out)
No sense

these bandz
Got these bands between my hands
Aint no waiting I need advance
Them boy just done freed my mans
More than blood its deeper than
I be with

bitches sick

And she'll beat a bitch real quick, Shoot a nigga real quick,
Go cuckoo for yolo On you real quick,
If that's my bitch, I do whatever it takes

the dining hall ain't no nigga reach for my tray, not at all
They shakin' ass over there by the opps, bow, bow, bow

That ain't the hoes, that's micro dracs

on top of it
Thinking bout my fans
Cause I know that they be watching me
I need a hunnit bands by my C day I won't celebrate
I told that bitch I'm celibate

Cut It

Young Dolph

This Is a Challenge

2016

way too high, you need to cut it

Run up them bands on the regular (cash)
Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry (my

get judged by 12 tryna live above that
Uh Huh

Was born ready Aint gotta trap spot I'll bag up in a telly
Dont trust nobody put a band on his face

F***ed Her

Webbie

Savage Life, Vol. 4

2013

How you lining up blood
Like it's the time of the month.
And see how bad it's,
I only fucked her once!

We should get them bands up
Get all

the blood that you bled
I ain't no pussy I mean what I said

Last February I cut my hand
Still got a grip, whole lotta bands
Word to Nichiren, I'm on the sand

You niggas ain't real
You niggas ain't real
You niggas ain't real, that's real

You niggas ain't real, real niggas know that
We'll come to your

Counting all these faces but I
couldnt get to see you again
How many seasons have changed?
Getting all these bands but
I couldnt get you back
I be