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How to know if you’ve been trying hard enough?
it all depends on your persistance
How to know if you’ve been taking far too much?
it all depends

be steaming when I'm tippy light
Got me feeling like a straight up freestyle
Mo Money got the pineapple juice
Got too many options I could choose
You

Good For Me
Written by Victoria Johnson

Sometimes I don't know, what God is doing
But I know He knows what's best for you and me
So I'll keep

What Are We Gonna Do

Dru Hill

Enter the Dru

1998

they're all alone 
I cry 
I cry, I cry, late at night baby 
Inside 

Inside my heart babe 
I was all alone 
Don't you let no God damn body come near

breakin' laws
Thirsty like body shots, yeah
So if it’s money over hoes
Then what all you got?
Prolly much of nothin’
Niggas out here cuppin'
I bet you that

herding me 
Like I'm a sheep like I'm not paying you
I hate authority my god 
I think it's time we got a clue

that I break my jaw
I might stain my shirt just to take it off, yeah
And I might drink too much
I might find my phone and hit you up
'Cause I know by

need to ignore the intellect
Don't you think God is smarter than you
And if He took the care to make this world
Don't you think He'd die for it too

enough to be here everyday
This place is damned and God can't save it
I can't just get up and walk away
And let the narrow minds get by and lead the way

and money
'Cause love and money make the whole world go
'Cause love and money make the whole world go

Is it too much to ask for
The perfect, we all

until I leave
It's not that I don't like it here
It just gets so hard to breathe
All of these eyes on me
The noise is much too loud
I can't talk about it,

much too fast 
 I can’t seem to slow her down 
 I’ve got a beauty queen with no time to love me 
 Spotlights out, stop the show 
 Away with the camera

mesmerized
If I take a pic won't see my better side
Left the ride but somehow I'm still driving by
I won't get you lost so let me be your guide
Don't have

off the TV I can't help but be satirical
Truth is still invisible stupidity so cyclical
Brutal why so vicious push him off a wheelchair
Reaching for my

tried.
I don't wanna say too much
But maybe you're the one that does
I can't read your mind

As I wake up
As I wake up
There's nothing by my side
There's

would end this way
Now I see you in this light, I feel the love is gone, I know I can't say why
As I pack my bags and I grab my keys I see your smile one

I Don't Wanna Know

Human Radio

Human Radio

starvation is too much to handle
They tell me reach out and change the world
And I reach out
I reach out and change the channel
Coz when I can't feel a thing
I

before 30
Burning down sage cuz yo' energy dirty
Can't pick up the torch if yo' word is not worthy
I fuck with LeBron but got 8 on my jersey
The process is

my side
And you can't stop my shine
Even if you be nepa
Ibata nogbe ag'akwatu your ladder
Me and my niggas
we looking for cheddar
Ahead Ahead
Ahead

the cops like drug dealers
I better know for sure God He got me
Going down wanna call me up
Words can't breathe but my heart breaks out
Battles all wanna

she wanted was good love no be fight
That special kind of girl hard to come by
This kind of girl na im I want to make wife
You're the one I say no more

mean anything

A hospital room
Wall paper super bloom
Staring at my father
Getting whiter by the hour
No questions 
No review
I never tell you I love you

on my heart

Oh
It seems too much
God I fear this
I'm longing for your touch and for your kisses

Take me to a place where love can mend these wounds

Regulate

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

a runaway freight train
And play you, I see blues and cars are too
Choose or lose, ain't no option in my everyday news
Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up