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as stars on 45
The greatest hits of you and I
We all thought we'd be older by now but the song remains the same
Scribbled hearts, paper aeroplane darts, they

along side of they cars and take a left
The homie facing four different charges
By the time they arraign him he spend 100k on lawyers and bondsmen

And here we are now as we reach the end
And it feels like
We just getting started
But time flies by
And we find out who we are and
We Keep on going up

When hard times hit me
And the lonely night is long
Heart is feelin heavy
I told you not to treat me wrong

Not all the love is easy
Sometimes a man

gon'
Respond with another song
But when I see y'all niggas - you
Know what fucking time it is
You know who with me nigga
I don't gotta explain myself
I

out my favorite songs
They killed my lil’ homie ‘fore he
Got to see his baby grown
And y’all wanna talk about practice
Them suckers down the street get

I press rewind to see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up 
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks 
No one can control us Ay,

gravity back
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like

inside, nothin' I'm tryin' to find, I just want to take a drive. Forget the highways. Back roads only, all by my lonely, the beat's tryin' to show me,

memories
But time went by in a haze 
And then i lay back 
Close my eyes
Put my hands into my pants and think of you 

Yeah, i though of you 
I thought of you

Frontline
Frontline

Live from the frontline peep the signs of the time
Anarchy confusion, still looting, still shooting
Police abusing still no

and rock, oh
Stands around and looks intrigued by what he saw
Now he asks me,
How he can make good songs to reach the top
There must be fifty ways to make

Montego Slay

People Under the Stairs

The Om Years

2008

rhymes like your life lays time
We trying to get enough, we gotta fill up
Before it's all gone the song remains on
Until the beat stops
Never mind, no

[Originally performed by Drake]

Hey there pretty girl 
You don't look like yourself anymore 
But I know you couldn't stop it 
Everyone's watching

bars, move your arms like this
Your hand is a gun and your arm is a clip, let it rip
Don't get hit by the split-second Smith & Wesson lips
Full

a world peace, plenty ways to Artest
Had to hit my dog Jeff, know David dropping bombs next
Jimmy hit my phone back, yo Nique where the hoes at
These hoes

light
from my radio so clear...
Bodies glistening, everybody's listening
as the man plays all the hits that you want to hear.

With a will to believe,

last time I sent some bullets and I missed (I make sure all them bullets hit)
In the trap, we get it in (let's go), fuck off a five and stack a ten

on your own? Defeating the evil in time
Amigo, you'll see all the signs, I feel like the Hero of Rhyme
Bitch, have you seen my skill tree? (Welcome)
Power's

the street lights came on
On repeat was our favourite rock song
Out back, first drink and first smoke
Making out in the rain, getting all soaked

Times like

the sickest kids in town
So run around like the nights gone by
And the drinks we sank together
Remember to keep your keys on hand
For all the times we found

me whole
takes back to places that time stole
gives power ,gives me control
of all things that slipped away 
come back to life 
when I when  I hit play

(your time)
Just bein wasted
The girl is not mine
Waste time
She been lettin niggas
Grabbin on her waist line
Two slime
(grab her waistline?!)
(all by

mask on, swear that he had turned to Jason
Bitch I built this shit, brick by brick, bitch I feel like Franklin
If my opps was a church song, never