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makes me high
From the good and the bad 
Man I'm blessed to get thru it and
Still move music
Yo Drama lets do it
This ain't just some shit for the chart

Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some

Can't Bring Me Down
by David John Lynch

Can't bring me down
Not from where I belong
My will's too strong
Can't bring me down
Can't stop me now
Being

black as the strap I'm using to hit the rival
Last album was great but I know this one is greater
I made it this far as a great tastemaker without

On a judges order

I had to tell my brother
David Brizuela
We Sat on the table
Across each other
Man I remember
With a can soda
It was the middle of summer
She

always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes

We didn't realize what

GREEN ANACONDA
 by David Williams 1986

GREEN ANACONDA, GREEN ANACONDA—


Am
The biggest snake you've ever seen—GREEN ANACONDA, GREEN ANACONDA.
Am

nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney

The Story

Bun B

Trill

2005

sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs

Bittersweet
- By David Rasmussen

1. Verse:
I guess i feel kind'a breathless
That you're taking away my friend
I guess i feel kind'a mortified
That

is waiting alone
Candle light, dancing on the wall
Shining tears that do not fall
But there is no sorrow here, no worry or fear
Only a longing in her

Dad
By: Ken David
Well Dad, guess this is the end
I never really got to say good-bye
Hey Dad, think of me as your friend
Wish I could tell you this

ass

The sendin letters in the mail saying i need to pay my debt
By june 11th was the deadline but my boy guess what
It is june 16th as the day

Ya album was ya own roast 
Fully grown still slangin on my old post
Ballot box was jacked from the poll closed
David Poll sent the local 
So So-Cal ya

let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it

freaky by the tiki on the beach
Uh, but you should do know
That you never should've done me wrong
Now I'm in the club
Singing David Guetta girl the 'Love

to live for
It's been raw, but David, I ain't never been this poor
There's no income, my boyfriend left me
So how the fuck am I going to survive when

The Old Fashioned Way

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word?

2002

pay you back, think you flossin hard
When you ridin down the strip in yo' boss's car?
With your silver chain on and your fake diamonds
Cain't do it

a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My

The Old Fashioned Way

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word? [Clean]

2002

pay you back, think you flossin hard
When you ridin down the strip in yo' boss's car?
With your silver chain on and your fake diamonds
Cain't do it

black I'ma have to roll with the squad
Smoke back woods till we get life behind bars
To be accepted you gotta be a do do
But them kids start yelling it's

insane
Here by myself
With my brain
Pacin' through the pain
Drenched in rain
Leaking in my veins
Still alive
David Blaine
Made this album to recover
Get my

spread your wings like butterfly
All these chains, I do not need it
Album mode, gotta complete it
Career gone, I just delete it
This my legacy, got

and balancin'
Hard work, callouses
Gripping the challenge by the cabbage
And I'm blackin' 'til it's no longer a factor
Murder the murder the game, kill it