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we can stop now
I love myself, care about the ones you love
And who love you just because
I love myself
No regrets, one life to live and no resets

Mortal Man

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your

a couple of strings
And before decisions made I'm
In different directions
It's nothin' but reps and, record execs and
You and the next man go get your

be distracted by this one, that one
Or other sounds
You can talk that hate but it's
Better to spread that love around
This is just that wisdom I
Give

of the click
All you suckers want to dis the pacific
But you buster niggas never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we fucked
Her pussy whipped bitch

Not on that level another love this hoes
Cause I'm nigga got several
I'm not trying to be caught up like
I'm in this movie that you know
I'm not trying

always tell him, "Ooh, he speak so well"
Are you the one we look to, the decent Negro?
The acceptable Negro? Hell nah
But they say "These are our

We live in a world
Where everywhere you look is colour
So why does this colour
Make people judge one another
We're all different
We all come from

everybody
Like I'm third wheelin', yeah, I'm blockin everybody
But before I tend to do so
Rest In Peace Tannuzzo, this album is for you, yo
When I look up in

Throw Back

Fabolous

Street Dreams

2003

Throwback this, throwback that
They even look better with the matching hat
All you gotta check is the players stats
It ain't where you from its where you

date her
I'm getting bigger
You know this shit major
Been down by my lonely
Love the family only
I skrr on these niggas
I feel like I'm tony
Got

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Pass the Mic: The Posse Album

1996

of the click
All you suckers want to dis the pacific
But you buster niggas never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we fucked
Her pussy whipped bitch

by the mistletoe
Baby come back
The doors unlocked
You know baby you can come on back, man
You know where you’re supposed to be
Stop playing there

 and handsome
I just look that way
I'm a canvas that bleeds
And I'm painted with fingers
Childish pictures of you that still linger
Bury you're wasted into

hearts I still show love to them
Oh you thought this was about money? I'll burn the cash bruh
It's 9am why you sleeping? Get your ass up

They can't find

Aye
I'm yelling BeYoOwnBody
What up Parker
AV shit
We gone do it again huh
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Gotta light you better let it shine
Look me in my eyes

with "The Jr. Mack!"
You know I keep it pimping
Always find myself surrounded by pretty women
Do you SMOKE GOOD
Come on baby tell me can you fuck good

choose
Telling me you ain't a hoe is something you don't got to prove
Thot season
I look good enough to make her stop breathing
Make her blush then I tell

I'm Comin' [Featuring Tra-Knox]

Will Smith

Willennium

1999

to where we headin' y'all

Chorus:
I'm comin', I'm comin,
You can't stop me, you can't stop me,
I'm comin', I'm comin',
Can't hold me back, uh uh,
I'm

girl a by
The name of sister Rose
Drop fi mi hose an' mi lick her pon her nose
An' you favor any day goose
For mi say, love is all you've got
Say di king

Robbie Jared Leto
Mr. & Mrs.
Ain't no mistress
No

Look
You magicians only litty when you cappin' it
You just simpin' I ain't trickin' with a average chick

the level you’re on
Guess there’s always a higher level than the level you’re at
If you fall in love with your level than no level can match
No level can

Put it all on the line nigga if you standing for it then you dying bout it 
I had to make all these moves by my lonesome ain never wait on nobody 
Got

of national security, making anti-muck 
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction   
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by  
you and me