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Brazil

Still, I sell all types of formats, s sound around that you heeded

When it's completed, you can't beat it, it's what you needed, hip-hop

Hip-hop,

like my birthstone 
That earth-tone sundress make a nigga sing a church song

Uh, can I get a amen? (Good God)
Amen (good God)
Amen (good God)
Amen

life though
Hard to accept, easier to let go sometimes
Wish I listened to my heart beat few times
I know I'll find a way somehow the world's mine 

This

Completely distracted by this girl riding by
I never really look, but this one caught my eye
Heart skipped a beat, and she was gone just as soon

that I’m rising like cream. I’m a fiend for the beat and you know what I mean. Anytime I spit my skin starts to sweat, my hearts to race, my hope becomes

apart
Can you hear the beat of my slow dying heart
I’ve made it pretty long so far
But I feel like I’ve done nothing more
Than disappoint myself
And I’m

Shh Shh , Shh Shh , Shh Shh ,
Yeah ,
Upping them poles and dracs you know my niggas we got that rank , We Run down on bro leave his lil ass shook

I cut myself with music and only bleed poetry
And use the shards of art to scar my hardened heart so I can know it beats
The opened hole in me is so

when I step in burse

 
Hearts drop when the ding reverse bro said the sound don't make sense 

But it sound like wind when it blow it hurts

Best know

pass
By the end I guarantee you'll wanna make it last (Yeah)

Imma do what I want while we gotta chance
Take me out boy let me show you how to dance

People Ever Ask You?

Mac Mall, The Confident One

Young Black Brotha Records: Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

2003

bitches 
I won't even waste my time 
I give a fuck how fine 
I won't spend a fuckin' dime 
I'm tired of you niggas an yo repetitious talk 
how you's

me stackin' all my cheese
I found out I had a seed
That lil' nigga broke my heart, boy
You ain't no Kyrie came to pick up a bag
But you sayin' you

Creation or a Stain

Joseph Arthur

Come to Where I'm From

2000

you know I never felt
Let's make our tortured Romeo's
Personal health can be beat
You bring it on yourself
Burn out when you might peak
The Holy

guys it needs to stop
I've beat my dick so much
I got a chicken not a cock
Claim thug life like pac
Looking like an ad for crocks

Are you mad or not?
If

mentally draining it’s ends up hurting my heart 
I hope I find love 
The kinda love that makes you better and secure love 
I look around and ask do I even

dyin from tryin medicinals
A lie to say life isn't miserable
Name D'zaire I do what I wanna
In the crib on my Benihana
So yall blessed yes by the chef

caused by counts of chaotic cons
The consequences and calamities
That crops my life straight quarterly
But this crap must stop, these are just thoughts

Ladies and gentlemen
It's time to make a song about our feelings
I didn't wanna do this i have to

Why is the world so shitty
Why is my stream so

Truly sometimes 	
The universe 
Makes me think I'm the best 	
That's when I become grounded 
I confess 	
Seriously you can be hypocritical 
Critical 
It's

gon' know
That if you keep buildin' glass houses, I'ma have to throw stones
(My heart too cold like Frozone)
(I'll take ya body to the ozone)

lips
I got woman lining up I tell my n**** you already know
I'm picking out these b**** all like eenie meenie miney mo
I make you jump when you listen

Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart
You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart
These

This is an exclusive
I'm just trying to break you off
I ain't into making love
I got plans to do things that'll make your body bust
Fiening for

a charge
I didn't think I'd make it this far
I thought I'd be killed by my wrath in my uncles basement
Now I'm buddy buddy with the liquor store cashier
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