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that I just don't understand it. At all

Grief Point — and "May Day," by extension — suffers from the same old shit. A potential, complete ignorance

Bitches say they love me, see me on that TV screen
Sweetheart, I don't want you, what we had was just a fling
Everyday I thank God that I get to live

a plan
Dirty like Dan (Dirty like what?)
Keep it moving, keeping it grooving (Keeping it what?)
Fucking with my team, we get to shooting (Gang)
Swallow

is all that I need, oh
When you're holding me close
Never wanna let go (Never wanna let go)
Hurry, angel (Hurry, angel to me)

There's something about

of Spades when I walk in the club
I ain’t phased by you niggas at all
Getting paid off of breaking the law
Baby Jaye got these bitches in love
Ndl treat my

I swear my grandma came and saw me
Saw me still just standing still and said now we're not waiting, are we?
Yup, see I grew up an only child
And now

Knob Broke

Young Jeezy

It's tha World 1 & 2

2014

know what you was thinking
Between all the hater raising and all that liquor you drinking
You was probably thinking that I go out like a sucker
That's

I'm back
For a pretty penny I'll snap
And if you ain't gang I ain't gettin on yo' track
He a loser
Boy that nigga never win
Every time I walk by all she

never fold
No names given only John Doe (yeah, yeah)

Who told you I can't rap? 
Carrying the team
They all on my back
Our life’s a race 
I can't be in

time, you know you want me by your side
You know that life is too good, to just let it fade away
Once you let me go, you need to know it's hard getting

When I get bored I just think of all the things I can't afford
That's what drives me to write these lyrics go home and record
Like a ford, I just

to walk by, didn't want all of us
Now we fuck gyal with million followers
Can't lie, yeah
Uh-huh, I got this gyal on the Northside
Rides with me and I'm

then in my face like they need me
All I ask is you keep that energy when u see me
Man this street shit it get ugly
That bitch broke my heart she didn’t

out myself 
U gone need back up that's help
Pressure my Boi
Clam that they do it, we dnt ever see it
U goofy azz niggaz ain't making no Noise 

What

to the right, damn, there's not one
Used to be all hype to tell my niggas that I got one
'Hip-Hop' tatted on the wrist, posters of Pac, son
Felt like I was

let my eagle go coke on me, we leaning
But I don't need it though
Your girlfriend dropped 6 bands
But i don't need you hoe
Broke her when I met her when

fruity, by myself don't need a pair
I always hit a strike, Ian rolling for no spare
Y'all been on meat, ain't up to nothing like Sinclair
He been shaking in

over
You talk a lot about religious freedom, but
Black and brown leaders of faith, nah we don't need 'em
You say that that claims of racism are heavily

and take advantage, that shit causes damage
You need more than a bandage to repair, but
Enough of that, we make a hell of a pair
The way your skin feels

(Lemme know if you can't take it)
We take alotta risks Iet me know if you gone make time
(Lemme know if you gone make it) 
We ain't changing up so together

Common Garments

Greater Vision

Our Most Requested: Live!

or small 
God needs some willing vessels 
Just common garments that's all

God uses common garments
To do uncommon things
And God uses common people

They ain't never gone change 
Still doing shit the old way,
Still Believing all them old 
sayings 
Like we ain't arrived yet
Still waiting on a pay check

in the hood that ain’t in the league
I know I’m here because my mama still praying for me
Don’t need no standing ovation y’all stay in y’all seat

(I need a Cha Cha beat boy)

I can only do right by ya
I won't ever go deceive ya
I'd even dye my hair blonde for ya
I can be your Justin Bieber