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live a single day 
Without you by my side 

She say love 
She say do you love me or not 
I say yeah baby girl now you a 1 of a kind 
I can't lie 
Girl

I wake up in fire, and lie in denial, all night, waiting for something nice, longing to hold
you tighter, and tighter, as I lay in this fire, all

alone in my bedroom
All in
Doing coke in the restroom
Red cup, double up
In the best mood
Can't lie I'm impending my doom
Impending my doom

Yeah
Monkeys

Yeah
Ayy, uh
Everybody means somethin' to someone
So yeah

Runnin' the city wild
I think you're in denial
You drinkin' just by yourself
You

I don't really care if you cry
I'm just gonna tell another lie
Even if you look me in my eyes
Either way our love is gonna die
Push me to the edge

smart
You would benefit 
By eating from their greed
First you give them fear
Then sell something to believe 

As we proceed
To pull back the red curtains

I need space
Don't see your face
I need change
I wanna lie, I wanna lie
Feeling strange
Live by your place
Take my hand
I wanna fly, I wanna fly

I refuse to give in to all the hate
Nah, Nah
I'm in denial, so you got me singing like
Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah (Nah, Nah)
Nah, Nah,

Little Red Riding Hood. 
Please come in.
Oh, no!
The wolf opened up his mouth 
and ate her up.
Let me lie on grandma's bed 
and wait for Little Red Riding

day by day
Don't lie to me, cuz I could see, with me you feel some freedom
I'm trynna be the one who stops all your internal bleeding
Lets fly, lets get

Blasphemy

2Pac

The 7 Day Theory

1996

my papa told me, blasphemy

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell 'nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name

Put your finger down on the big red button
All your stars have inhibitions
Held in check by their big ambitions
Self-destructive demolition
You live

the escalade
pop on niggas that be showin me shade.
But only for the Rule cause thats my baby.
Got me down ass bitch with red hair that dont care.
Blaze by

Bangin'

Master P

Master P Presents...West Coast Bad Boyz II

1997

regulate the turf I stomp on 

Everytime I see some I grabs me gun 

Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be from 

Boom boom bang on I bust back,

Red white and blue
Salute the troops
Being a patriot
Makes me an enemy
Huh
My 2A shoots
Celebrate my roots
My rights
Makes me an enemy
Huh
I guess

If I call would you ride, baby?
Need you right by my side, baby
Show 'em how to ride or die, baby
Hold me down, never lie, baby
If I call would you

probably just hurt again
I know that you’re in denial
You deserve better than this
Wish you would just call me vile
But you will never say it
You pretend

lotta years I spent by self ain't no one believe me
Don't grind to flex on my haters or be up on the TV
I grind to give back to all the people who tried

Even if I said I liked you, yeah
You wouldn't like me anyway
Even if we're bound by the red thread
You would've cut it anyway
Not tonight, not

girl no dulling
Loving the shape
Of your body yeah yeah
Red Designers girl me
Loving your skin tight
Don't be tired baby
Give me something nice
Baby

fifty shine 
I hope you find a love that's right 

While you pass me by 

I think, hey, what's wrong with me
As we lie here, lie 
I think, hey, what

Color me red
Color you dead
Color fades to black despite the lies that we've been fed
Humanity going down
Morality can't be found
When shit and fan

likes that I'm oh so blind (uh uh)
You brought me to life
At the same time you killed me
I wanna call you over to tell you I know I'm despised by you
I'm

the face

Snakes
I be surrounded by fakes
You out here tryna destroy me
You don't know you just annoy me
Bitch do you think that I care
I am not the one that