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just a little lost
Small town soul
Searchin' for my way out
Big town dream
Suppressed by the city lights
I run away
I run away
To live a little of life

Run it up, run it up, run it up

I'ma get money, nigga
Got youngins that get money with it
Yams sweet, make niggas get silly
That boy had them all illy

always on the go
He used to live in Champtown, but moved to Slum Village
In a city Motown that was run by Mike Illitch
Lived with Fat Joe, in Ras Kass

of the dark that proves you can thrive
You're okay
I know this is easier said than it's done
I know there are times that you just want to run
So why don't you

The sunrise dances with the golden leaves
You sip your coffee, I sip my tea
Windows open to the lazy autumn breeze
Cinnamon spices tickle my nose

Runnin in my city with a bitty by side
Nice titties with some thighs get her fittys and some fives
Fake kiddies I despise cuz they living in a lie
I

Estelle

Dan Bern

Dan Bern

1997

I don't need to paint

I painted over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and light ones
I've done haystacks and rich old ladies by

She a bad bitch
Had to drop her cause
She's a bad habit

Cuz oh mah gawd I found out
She was a sex addict
Every time she see a dick
Reach her hand out

Dickson
She wish she had me
Under lock and key
Need my money promptly
So she bring it to me
Gotta get your own bitch, this dick ain't free
I'm only covering

have lost me
But I'm not catching up with
Them over hot tea
I got one bottle got two bottles not three
I just need my family (forever)

Your old fling

Stan

United State Of Hip Hop

A Tribute to Eminem

2001

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could

get that
I've been down with the clown, since the cassettes that I had
If you're not a Juggalo, then what is with that big tat
Make no mistake, I'll run

Went through pain like a portal
I beat the pain i'm immortal
I'm stone cold fuck the rules fuck the fakes fuck are you
I had the downsers now i'm tryna

had it in me
Always been the man
Always had a reason
Always had a plan
All around the world
And back again
All my old friend
All know who I am

Let me

sitting by the trailer
Dropped by a sailor
Tears are pouring down his face
Everything is black and white
All is wrong and nothing's right
He must've had

Fuck you niggas talkin' to me about?
See, see as a kid
I felt alienated by the niggas who look just like me
Niggas treat my nuance like it, like

had to stuff it in my closet
23, I'm Ricky Bobby, rolling Marley in the lobby
In the trap was way more than a hobby, speaking cocoa like I'm Johnny,

Land: Horses / Land of a Thousand Dances / La Mer(de)

Patti Smith

I Never Talked to Bob Dylan

1977

cranium, 
Oh, we had such a Brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area (go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud)
And go, Johnny go and do

cranium, 
Oh, we had such a Brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area (go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud)
And go, Johnny go and do

high, I can’t even land
They say I’m fly, I say I know I am (Ooh)
Ran it up, I ain’t have to scam (Ooh)
Almost drowned, but I had to swim (Ooh)
Yeah, got

Don't go for a hoe your bros are realer (Real ass nigga)
Niggas be hating it's weird
I make them dream
Yes I'm what they fear
Smoke by myself yeah fuck my

breakfast caz we head a cocoa tea
Yardman nuh play
Have gal everywhere
Deh pon her knees but nuh think say she a pray
Up dat hill like Jack and Jill
Gal batty

(Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.)

(Yeah)

(VERSE 1)

You wake up and dry your tears

to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!

[Ghostface Killah]
Who want to battle the Don?
I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors
Bet cha'all didn't know I had