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Just Rhymin' with Biz

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

So a brother like me, I do damage
Just by picking up the mic to go solo
I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo
I get physical, mystical, very

Reach for my dog 'fore his shit get dicey
Shinin' now, you never seen a clique get icy
Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me
Nigga, you can

enough
People say they gonna kill themselves, Imma call that bluff
'Cause I'd rather kill somebody else and get the cuffs
Don't wanna die, don't suicide

to it all will get a ski mask involved
And you winning or you swimming in a flood of the maroon type
Sheets by the dozen and you covered by a boom mic

must be pressed for cash if you paying all this lip

Just stop acting out if you gonna flip the script

I am never gonna crumble, don’t get baked on my

never stop,
They just hint towards the knife,
And that’s how thousands of people die,
Due to suicide.

I’m like a house,
You get a hole of pain,
You cover

Suicide , suicide , cord arround your neck you bout to subside
Suicide , suicide , boy thats your option no apologize Suicide , suicide , my niggas

of
Never being good enough
You ain't gotta tell me lies
Made it out by myself
And the real by my side
Contemplating suicide
Mama told me love myself
I've

and satisfied
Put me on overdrive
Yea i'll never collide with mumble Rap cuz im tryna go back to boom Bap and stay alive
I don't have to be polite i don't really

should wait a minute
Don’t get mad just let me finish
Grab the lighter burn them bridges
Missing death only by inches
Fell in love with all the riches

living in pieces, hmm, open the lid, look at that tuna
Yeah, I had to get out that lifestyle, living a lie with a big smile
Meanwhile inside I was trying

like the number on my sleeve
You can call me it cuz I'm surrounded by the cheese
Niggas wanna know how I be stacking all this cream
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“Never trust a busta” was his past advice

Chorus:

cGcB
Ghostbusters can suck the D
Time for a possession you can trust from me
It's a busta suicide via

get flown
I will not get off my throne
When it come to these streets I am king
Get the fuck out my home
Yeah I'm with the shit, I'm the shit you can't

and the answer isn't kind 
Never the answers that I seek, and I keep hearing it on repeat 
I never get the things I feel, are these monsters even real? 

Don't

makes sense
All you humans basic, you ain't even got home trainin'
Codeine by the cases, I've been purple rainin'

Stressed out, so I tend to take

your back when you ain't have nobody, you ain't have mob ties
I had to treat you like my kind
Never wanted you to commit suicide
For me that shit was

Write Me

Aerosmith

Aerosmith

1973

Well I've been away forever, suicide's crossin' my mind,
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind.
I said, the ways of the night

a side
And pick a sign
Was twenty three and contemplating suicide
What a time
I couldn't figure out how to get a dime
I was drowning but i only did a line

and moanin ain't gonna get nobody to sign a paycheck
Out of everything life has to offer, I'm sure the worst of I ain't faced yet
Tell me to turn right, but I

by never felt safe to go to stores while wearing slides
That's like suicide where I'm from tote you a gun
Don't let them finesse you out your spot

one block, eatin' out of one pot
We coming like Rambo, who's really on stuff?
Homeless Columbo, sitting by the bus stop
Let a couple man go. show man

How Did I Get Here

J. Cole

Father of 4

2019

and rerouted 'em (Damn)
Plenty murderers had observers but
You never heard a peep out of them
So many funerals it ain't enough numerals to keep count of them

figure this shit out
It's time after time I'm just tryna get by
You make me feel like I'm embarrassing
Now when I cry you feed and tell me lies
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