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she leads 'em to sing the old hymns
And I saw the light at the altar one Sunday
The day I laid down that old hammer of sin
I was a good boy I told 'em

can't sit at home, sippin' about my own problems
My grandpa grinded till he couldn't, I can hear him callin'
Tell me stay strong, use me as your

What up, okay if you ain't know it be one of the best of all time
Busta bust for short, for some better know me bust' rhymes
(What's good?) maintainin'

We had an old treehouse at the bottom of a hill
Me and all my two friends would climb up and chill
I mapped out the yard, with which monsters in what

to show, it's always slippin' by
Reflecting on those good old days, makes me think about my life
Football games and harvest moon, the nights we'd never sleep

Professional Rapper

Snoop Dogg

Professional Rapper

2015

thinking about this all day
All good, there's a reason that we called, Dave
let me start with your background
Where you come from?
Sure, I was undergrad down

Here is the Killer You could die
Talk'n bout The coma white
See me Take A look inside
Tryna tell me What to write
I'm on top of my shit
But it's

comes rushing in the door
He's an old man, he's out of breath and I'm thinking, oh my God, what's wrong, Grandpa, what's wrong

He holds his hand up

but good

Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Guess that's how goes

Oh, we don't love

mama
I don't think she can stand me
I've been raised by my grandma
I would die if I lost her
I look up to my grandpa
Wonder if he's proud of me
I look up

soup
I'm saying hey Veruca Salt
Tell me what can I do
Find a golden ticket
How bout number two
A Beuregard's coming
Chewing on her gum
Her Dad square

Eighteen years old, 'bout to go to college
'Bout to waste time, waste bread, get knowledge
Sun goes down and the world keeps spinnin'
Sun comes up

I been thinking bout chasing green
Since a young nigga hung around a old head
But I never was a dumb nigga
Nigga tried to send me off
Tried to second

don't know it
Niggas ain't had no taste before COVID
I can tell by her wig that she trolling
When I look at my DM, they on me
Catwalk, bitch, I feel

its eyes
Strong woman sitting there through the night by his side
Couple days went by and I finally cried
Thankful for the things that man did
Taught me

don't know I was down to find the missing pieces
By now you know bout grandpa and you tight with momma Dee
You can see I tried my best to change what we

Step Off

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

Step Off

2001

to hear.
See, before my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,

So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you

to go, seen better days, its full of holes
But I can't just throw away, a part of our past
If This Old T-Shirt Could Talk...
It'd tell you 'bout that night

to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free

You're grown now
How old are you
It took me all of
Sixty-six years
To have this voice
And yours
Breaks the ceiling
Have a good day guy
You hear Mitchell

the wagon fire with all your cowboy friends.
The grub was good, the coffee's hot and thick.    
You hear the same old story 'bout Jim Patterson's mistake.

I'll Be There

Rakim

The Master

1999

by now
Tryin' to get paid and stay away from old sites
Find my place in life plus I like to hold mics
It might be seven whole days and seven whole

I'll Be There

Rakim

The Master [Clean]

1999

role in your bed when your thug ain't there
Somewhere around ladies know I get lonely and proud
Open my file baby you should know me by now

Tryin'

It's been so many years since we laughed and played 'neath this oak
I hope you don't mind me stoppin' by to catch up
Maybe tell a few jokes
Your mama