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maybe heaven sent it
But girl when you walk by you heaven scented
Baby can you notice me
I can't pretend I don't
Want you, I do
Excuse me hold up do you

Bitch I'm bussing
I hope you feel this
Babygirl by my side
I need you

Baby is you alright
I know that nigga did you wrong but don't cry
Because your

Let’s Make Up Some Joy
Words and Music by AV (Ann Vriend)

Sweatin
While only the top is gettin
Something for nothin
While you get so little for your

cord cut the cable
No more channel surfing I'm live
Station identified
Don't have to go searching to find peace
I am A dash peace sign
And that's

Look shottas don't run with ya graveyards nigga
Leave the house make sure that that graveyard with ya
She let me fuck cause I sat and played tongues

Ann I'm all about a rubber band, I'm all about
that cash flow
Yeah, boy, you got a blammer, you gon' blast though
Know that I'm the one, don't do no

My momma ain't raise a fool boy u better stay in school
Down by the lake catch em coastin' outta state "mmm
I was on 170 when I almost met fate "mmm

down, so make I know wating dey sup o
Just by observing, Omo you go learn something
Make dem no play you
make dem know whine you
uu
Am on top,
This is

of glass & glue

You swore someday we’d leave it
Michigan was just a season
As we drove down to the harbor
Now your ghost lives in Ann Arbor

You played me

Rolling it up
By the time that I spark it
She rounded them up
Got a white hoe named Margaret
She Carrie the blood money
Run up and cut for me
But Ann do it

you couldn't afford your bills
Now ya'll don't speak, she talked down about your choice in pills

Need an oil change, always poppin out on that spare

Leave my 38 in the car
Let's change the law
My parents were killed by the law

Crime is way down, but who gets the credit?
Blamed for Killeen, but who

All I See

The Magic Numbers

Those the Brokes

2006

all shy, hmm I wonder why
Every time I look at you, you turn and drop your eye
We faced, began to lace you up with lines
Fragrance by Ann Klein had

Ill Street Blues

Kool G Rap

Hip Hop Forever

1998

Thinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us 
 The drove us down to the sober section 
 Of town where the clowns don't be paying

the bread
But i don't wanna sell my soul For no cheese
I smoke a lil loud just to calm My mind down
Things on ma mind can make you Go crazy
I wasn't born

to spare
We going crazy and we don't care
Police fraid we can't interfere
We paint it on Frederick street
We mashing up piece by piece
We ready to release

to flood valley Don't drown
Launching Nfts backed by that Silver and gold
Trying to make enough money to Get listed uphold
Don't run to the metaverse when

of Hen
Just to calm the noise
My lil baby angel Ann
Understand the boy
I can't sleep
I can't dream
I can't fucking eat
I can't talk
I can't walk
What is

And you'll miss her when she's gone
Cos you've taken her for granted for so long
And she'll never let you down
She's got both feet planted firmly

cavity
Took my heart and my breath away like will you marry me
Adopted me and made me your own like Ann of Avonlea
Apparently I still fall please don't be

That you you'll still be mines for sure
Don't tell me lies like Fletcher
When there's pleasure in these records
Ho don't called me by my government

From the Program
Break Free From the Program
Break Free From the Program
Break Free!!!
Walking down the street I don't gotta take cover
Even though I'm

Burps whadya mean it's your fuckin
Beer! You think your
Fuckin DOWN! You think you know what
The FUCK it is to be DOWN! You
Don't fukkin know! YOU

books
We been far but still we in the hood
Set a bar I hope it's understood
I kept it running ain't dumb it down
That process harder, even Ann Arbor