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in a while
Haven’t felt the rain on my head
But got soaked by the shower
Things better left unsaid
I’ve lost my will power
Am I better off dead
No I

wanna be held by You

When everything is flipped around
And I'm not on solid ground
I scream, "What can I do?"
When I'm last in the race
Because I got put

Strange music ain’t nobody can touch us,One shot to the head nigga you touched up
Niggas got it all mixed up Rob Rebeck,Now they all tied up by the sea

you can point your fuckin' fingers
To say that's the bad guy

I'm tryna hit the road by tomorrow
I told the plug I need them things that can swim in

Devil trying take my soul
On Donda, I won't go 

Always been the 1 of 1
You say you 'bout somethin' baby then show me somethin'
Always been the 1 of 1
If

the devil?
Tell him I met him way back in '06 (yeah)

Some people like me
Some say they hate me (For real)
Some say I'm a nobody
Others say I'm famous (On

Stuck in your hurricane
Numbing like novocaine lone in my tomb
Got me counting the days
I'm talking to ghosts and the devils my host
Think he's moving in

Slinging  threw the city by myself 
Just a Castaway nigga no one else
I can see the truth behind the lies
I can see the devils n disguise

Just

That'll make ya, plus talk is cheap
I roll wit a mob, that rather take it to street
And smoke got me open, i'm chokin
They say i'm brain dead, but how

like shit aint gon change
Stuck in my feelings hate feelin this way
I been through some bad shit
I done picked up a few bad habits
Got a shordy back

dedicated to the beautiful black woman
I did not say people of color, or person of color, whatever
By design, in these tryin' times, I'm just tryna provide

a vest and some olive oil that the pastor blessed (pastor blessed)
That I take out the bottle, put it on my head and chest (head and chest)
To protect me

Boi!

Mike Jones

Da Problem (How's My Rapping?) [Explicit]

2009

brown honey
I got so many honeys
I got so many guns
I got so many hundreds
You got so many ones
I walk up in the club
Tell a hoe give me some

got you by the hand, got you by the heart,
Better run man run, before she tears it all apart

At one with the canvas and says what she likes
She's

the devil comes at dusk
What is love
Losing other visions ensued by decisions
Of the alcohol and drugs
Dumb rich, undergoing simple memories that I always

Wiggle Worm

G. Love & Special Sauce

Superhero Brother

2008

profession, this music
Another present with the devil,
We just groove
La, la, la, la, la
Keep us moving
Now blaze another joint say some smooth then

I see a sad little sinner
in the mirror
the devil works hard
Like my liver
I don't wanna be alive
But I don't wanna die
a fist full of pills
You're

used to laugh and make jokes and tell me that I'm not
Black
The complexity of this perplexes me
Non black kids would say it
And the black kids would

came with that roll
All as a kid I was dreamin' 'bout more
You fuckin' with me I got more by the North
Ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, you know I got it

She say I make her wetter than the ocean
She say she miss the way I used to stroke it
LOL this bitch always be joking
I should call her Facebook by

on my knees some day?
For whatever my man is 
I am his forever more
Oh, my man I love him
 
Sometimes I say 
If I could just get away 
With my man

Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put

God, it feels so deranged, i feel so fucking strange
She said that i'm just some pain, i feel the hate in my veins
She said it's all my fault, your

a new pair of shoes
I got nothing to lose
It's the end of the day
I got nothing to say except
I'm walking away from it all

I got my laces tied
I take