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can make it out
Stuck in my mind to pass the time, alone without a sound

And I'm alright, I promise
I'm being real honest
Just listen to this album

overnight
A lot of sleeping on the floor
Long nights in the yo
Taking risk for the dough
Live and die by the code
Shoot it out by the store
Loyalty

universe, sing for me
Bittersweet symphonies the void and I are similes
Phoenix out the ashes, see the poor girl͛s never broken
Alone but never lonesome, I

ass niggas man, ay wait, we
Say, either go hard or go home
Tha- tha- tha- that’s what we go
By, either stand for something or
Fall for anything nigga,

of my universe, sing for me  Bittersweet symphonies the void and I are similes  Phoenix out the ashes, see the poor girl͛s never broken  Alone but never

Time 
They Out To Get Me On The Line 
Don't Want That Alien Spotlight 
Just Need A Sign Of The Times 

Written By: Brandon Jordan Davenport 
Sung By

Ratchetjaw

C.W. McCall

Wolf Creek Pass [2012]

2012

an' a quarter ta fall
An' the big hand's a-settin' on noon, son
Now if the fish don't bite and the almanac's right
And the groundhog sees his shadow

Investigative Reports

GZA

Liquid Swords [2 LP] [Marvel Reissue] [Deluxe] [Seaglass]

1995

before you fall out
The morgue route, the devil want that
Let's get my niggas locked all out
Change for better, that be my only vendetta
With life,

King of New Orleans

Better Than Ezra

You Had to Be There!

1997

you pass him at your feet
Did you think at all
How dare they even look me in the eye

And he loves the girls
And he loves the boys
Gonna make

Vanilla by the case, fuck the cuffs, where my bracelet?
Frenchy is the name, CB is the gang
Let's call the boys, call a couple planes
R-r-ring on like

Gather 'round, gather 'round, hurry
Uh, welcome! uh, little boys and girls
Listen, I'm bout to lace y'all motherfuckers
about Oakland, the City

out her mean street
An out of state means to an end
No more will a boy who's fadin'
Make her feel like toys to men

I’m in my own head again
It’s been hours and I need to vent
You’re so tired of me now
But you still care enough to hear me out

Sad boy sad boy
Is

alot by myself
Probably why I dont ever ask for help no more
(Yeah)
Would you catch me if I fall, yeah
Made my own way through it
Yeah Im bad with my words,

Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won't leave you,

bother?
Like that boy Maury said
"you are the baby's father"

Hold up, man it's the Freestyle Scientist
Yeah it's the Freestyle Scientist
If I drop my album

Life taste better when you call me
Safe to say I gotta crush on you
They say boy wait before you fall in
I don’t want to wait
Life taste better when

Cash Money Roll

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

(Baby of BigTymer$)
Nigga we don't drop albums, we drop classics

Verse 1:

I ain't even gotta tell you how Cash Money Roll
I ain't even gotta tell

And I need you (Hey, Drilltime)
And I miss you
And now I wonder
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time would pass me by?
'Cause you know

it boy you next
Told em I’m coming back wit 10 but he ain’t tripping dawg he blessed
Money be coming in and out I’m losing count I’m feeling stressed

even know how the shit feel, so

Send that boy straight to the stars, don't get no damn
Damn, my boy cost the album, scrap, damn, my boy got jam
If

Look
Perfect balance between Apollo n' Dionysus
Irish spring body wash wit charcoal I light her fire
Phoenix lovers Scorpio shawties loyally soothe

man hues this?
En guard, on God
Yeah, sometimes, sometimes
I fall, need a phoenix down
I need to find peace of mind
Can't VCR rewind
These are

Yeah I'm decked out
Flexin' for all the homies I stuck my neck out
Fresh as fuck now
Boy I'm decked out
De-decked out
Yeah I'm decked out
A 52 card