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Nobody gives a fuck

"The children have to go to school"

Well, Moms, good luck
'Cause the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen and my lyrics

Exodus

Fabolous

Real Talk

2004

rights for a lil' bit fame

Get in bullshit fights for a lil' name
To get noticed by some niggas that don't give two fucks about you
Till you make 'em

Tell them I'm that nigga
But who's asking
Price going up
Tell they ass I'm taxing
Mr. Miyagi watch me wax it
Steady on the beat could do a backflip

It Don't Stop

South Central Cartel

All Day Everyday

1997

Cutlass cuffed on d's, at ease...
Up off my nut sacks, like I said ain't no get back
Trump tight as we slide on
In a Cut and Young Prod, time to get your

you punk motherfuckers want to test me 
Because yo' bitch like to bow down and bless me
Don't give a damn get yo' mama house shot up
And have her

to Jam down, poor people ah dead at random
Political violence, can't done, pure ghost and phantom
The youth dem get blind by stardom
Now the kings

yo tongue like a bad habit just like Lacey say
I was stuck up in the field just in it to get some pay
Stacy stuck up in her feels when I left shit

No Hesitation

Styles P

Lord Steppington

2014

devil does
If you G'd up get up on my level blood
If you hardcore get up on my rebel cuz
Pop him in the head like whatever what
He's a has been mother

I got a hot rod engine in a Cadillac
A sweet little mama to ride in back
Coming into town to give me some
Tell the policeman, get ready to run

I'm

ride
The game of life side by side
Write a documentary shit this meant to be said to me
Sex is weaponry I reply
I won't let it get to me
As long

Games People Play

Joe South

Games People Play

1969

was to blame

Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking 'bout the things that might have been
It's a dirty rotten shame

People

begotten did give
How His love filled heart did grieve 
c wicked web Lucifer did weave 
But Yahweh had a plan up His sleeve 
To mankind on deathrow reprieve

lonely self
Everybody looking at me as I almost self destruct
'Cause they want me to give it up
Or fuck it up, this world is tough
If I wasn't strong

All these niggas hit me up so I might make a list, ay
If I make a move you know I get it through my mrs, ay
Ballin' out like every season I ain't never

searching for a Miracle
Just  something to get us through our lives

Keep your eyes on the prize
Don't give up
Just open  up your mind
To the signs
Don't  you

fine by me
Gotta give your phone up, you gotta show ID (XO)
There's not a lot of bitches that would stand by me (yeah)
So there's not a lot of bitches

Hello Mr D, it is so
Lovely
To meet you here
On Second Avenue

And if you get a hundred bucks then I could get a hundred more
And you could be my

Basil

Mark Knopfler

Tracker

2015

Boy, do we get around

Basil sits there on the table for subs
But not a part of the Bri-nylon club
Ancient blue sweater, too old for the job
Bored

In the wake of the day
I can take on anything
What we make, give and take
Is what we get back eventually
And I've come to see
It's not all as it

Back 4 U

Jurassic 5

Feedback

2006

the back on both sides
To give it up when I say

(When the music is the soul)
(And the soul is the music)

So what I want to do right now
Is I just

Don't press me just to get a rise it's like shifting the keys
People only want you for their benefits, niggas in need
Live by good deeds, who knows maybe

got no money that's disgusting to me
Quarterback sack how I rush with the P
Bustin down that P, call me Mr. What-You-Need
Gotta go get that money, hell

to do it dirty
Sippin' in the back, I got 3 cups like Mr. Furley
Got a target on my back
Cut like a surgeon, urgent
Now my money clean like detergent,

gettin’ picked up.
Ass ain't got a stick up. 
At last I'm gettin’ hungry. 
All y’all slow-mo like the honey.
Man, I need it by Monday. 

Not someday bitch