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to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my

high
Might've overdosed and died

I feel my feet touch the sky I'm so important,
So important, can't have kids I'm too impotent
Told me your love was

bang

I'm on the block with the purple
Woods with the fire chicks in the hood like
"what's good with Mariah?"
I know you ain't hit that, baby girl ask,

never wanna part, you my one and only
Yeah I'ma fight, make you mine, mine (yeah, yeah, oh)
You make me feel that

Cover it up, you like to play your

can't let go 
She wanna let go
But i can't let go 
She wanna let go
But i can't let go 

Are you facing pressure placing the betterment of yourself just

the lightning and the storm
All those rays were coming through me and revive my soul
On that night... I will never let you go
This is what you made I'm your

Not a day goes by where you're not on my mind
What can I say I need some help with these words that I can't seem to find yeah
Yeah I'm alright yeah

I'm So Hood

Trick Daddy

We the Best

2007

so hood)
And I got these golds up in my mouth 
If you get closer to my house 
Then you know what I'm taking 'bout, I'm out the hood
And if you feel

say I don't care anyway
They hear me on the radio
Gonna find me in La
Soaking up the sun rays sayin I'm a girl ya know
Damn
It feel like she’s trapped

Aided by a walking stick 
My walk was quick 
How the hell can i feel hurt when you was sick
Got there and Ts in a coma 
Sat by the bed while the doctors

Aided by a walking stick 
My walk was quick 
How the hell can i feel hurt when you was sick
Got there and Ts in a coma 
Sat by the bed while the doctors

Mamacita

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

what?
Can't be a joke I've been through too many games
Niggas laugh, but my expression wasn't hardly the same
Show me respect 'cause it's due, you keep

what?
Can't be a joke I've been through too many games
Niggas laugh, but my expression wasn't hardly the same
Show me respect 'cause it's due, you keep

way despite of what I tried
I could never ever find
A way for you to be by my side
But trust believe I spent the whole time
Putting up a fight
With

pup muzzled
Can't feel the muscles in my face
I'm nothing but trouble
I detonate then set ablaze
Pyromania, I'm made of flame
That's why I think you

to
Fight for what is right

So please let me breathe
I can't take the edge of tomorrow
I feel this lurking sorrow
Hold me close cause you will see
It's

(I got I got I got I got)
Woken up (by) you hitting me up
(Therefore) I can't take this shit anymore
This is your fight. There's no time to die
This is

a chill night
But you just wanna fight
You just wanna fight
You tell me that I'm wrong but I'm still right
We been livin good but good ain't what it feel

Presha

Jeru the Damaja

Heroz4hire

1999

[Chorus: x2]
Can you feel?
The presha, the the the presha
Hand over
The presha, the the the presha

Journalists write articles 'cause they can't write

to raise raised
Rays send all back
No reflections, only shadows
You can't bend all that
Wouldn't flourish without a presence
So you gave the gift of life

game plan
This is the climb
I don't care about what you say man
Who next in line
I'm a villain who don't follow rules ray man
What a surprise, we been

I can't afford it
I feel like Aaron Rogers and I'm fast like Michael Phelps
But I lost my uncle Roger now I'm drowning need some help
Like what

get tube everyday
I gotta go work Can't be caught slippin
Inside the out without or within
Life is a coaster at fear it begins

The way that you feel
Is

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