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a nigga, he keep a Four five, real close
Goin' jelly, a mo'fucka, spread him out on some toast
Tap in at top shelf, I really be sellin' the most
Back in

I'm praying to you Jesus deliver me from evil
Polices trying to get me, protect me from them people
Tempted by easy money, by easy, I mean illegal

talk, look at these n****s I leave em all dead in the ground and they outlined by the chalk
Out dogs no bark, lil lion no heart I don't even see em spark 

as the sky was
So we gotta do the most, while breath is among us
I wear my scars on my sleeves, as a sign of strength
I wear them proud like Lui V's, that's

can't take it
But it took this to understand pain
The guy sittin' by me yea he's covered up in stains
Tatted up
He slanged dope to maintain
And his daddy

changes, the girls were seductive
We was hooping on them boys in 8th grade getting buckets
Ima rap wanna, this is my introduction
So ima tell you how I'm

Wanna Be Rich

A+

Latch-Key Child

1996

like a battlefield
We all poor but on my block is like a half a mil
Surrounded by the most criminal type of elements
Blunts, stunts, gunshots,

My Man (Mon Homme)

Toni Arden

I Can Dream, Can't I?: A Singer's Singer

2005

not much for looks 
And no hero out of books 
Is my man
Two or three girls has he 
That he likes as well as me
But I love him! 
I don't know why I

It's a lot of things at once
Get it all off my mind little by little
Slowly but surely
That's right
Long run
Gotta get these thoughts out 'fore

but let me reminisce/ this shit/ n spray it/ in second grade these lil bitches went in my desk/ accused me of stealin this girl Ashely’s crayons it was

And my own blood, was everywhere
And it was my birthday last month, by the way
I am two years old and learning how to walk again
And upon discovery
It's

My Man

Janet Planet

Passion from the Wreckage: A Tribute to the Relati

2002

not much for looks 
And no hero out of books 
Is my man
Two or three girls has he 
That he likes as well as me
But I love him! 
I don't know why I

Arigatou tomodachi, thankful for my boys
Yeah, I used to have nightmares, now it's just noise
Last girl didn't play fair, she played me like a toy
Now I'm

getting fat like the girls who peaked early
I'm not tryna takeover, I'm just here to remind
That I be hittin', slicing through these beats all the time

i take you out
And by take you out i mean, kill you
Who's the cutest person on the planet?  still you

You're gorgeous you're gorgeous, light up

ferocious
The motive, Find yours Girl, I wish to hold it
The ego, Gets dragged straight out and brought into focus
Our locus is Family trauma, I'm stoic

spitting and barely no recognition 
Kid, I'm not benefitting so rich rapper you don't expect
Don't judge me by billboards or icy chains on the coldest neck

support me
Im the engine drivin this shyt but I'm local, locomotive
I'm just boolin by lonely tryna get chips and rigatoni
Never givin in to the wave they

My Man

Tommy Tucker

More 1941-1947

1992

not much for looks 
And no hero out of books 
Is my man
Two or three girls has he 
That he likes as well as me
But I love him! 
I don't know why I

right like a customer is (is)
Yeah, I'm tourin' Selfridges
I'm tryna find where the Gucci is (where it is, though?)
I got the oopsie rizz
Got her by

a way

You're the most beautiful girl in the world
You're the stars in the sky, the planet earth
Just don't you ever leave

the fame all day
My fans always see me and try to be cray
When I walk by I make them say hey
When the sun goes down the lights go on
The city shines bright

to sell Dope
Yea I was sad she told me i was broke
Cooked a new batch by myself on the Low
Made all these cash in two weeks I Was bolt
Fuck what what you

patterned its never tarnished
Most of you bruddas are trash garbage you get discarded
Never let a person take advantage
Just cut em loose from the harness yh