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remember what your old pal said
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
If you've

poles
Devil grabbing for my soul, nigga, I ain't letting go
I ran it up by myself, nigga, I got my own connect
I ain't never joined no gang, nigga, I

in a suit and a tie
We can go wherever baby I'll be the guy
Baby we really was strangers
Now you close to home but you not my neighbor
I been getting

I met this blond girl that was half my age
Grabbed her by the arm when I walked off stage
She was so pretty she just couldn't be a whore
She

Written by Rockwell Ryan

When I first met you
That is when I knew
This would be a long road home

When I crawled into your head
That is when I said

and pick up the paper
Now I gotta get it I'ma hustler I'ma money maker
Giver by nature but when it comes to rap I'ma taker
And they gone know my name like

wrist watch
My time, still worth
Double what the fuck, a nigga think THE SHIT COST
New bitch old bitch just safety scissor
Had me taking pictures cause it

said girl you know you bugging why you trippin I'm just chillin 
I mean you know I'm with it but the night is just beginning
We bout to link wit my

suppose to do
Time to show you old schools 
That I’m a real man 
Exam my empire and try to
Catch me if you can 
Never stand still in one spot
To get got by

city in '05, whole time I been jetlagged
My family is Asian so I am an immigrant we ain’t enough to be expats
Hop over turnstiles, we used to sit

Lyrics:

1.	Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News

Better know by now
My life was hard and broken down
I must admit, this lonely road is full of fake and phoney shit
Thank the hatin' muh'fuckas for

you old
And a nigga won't sell out his soul
I was out there man stand in the cold
Momma told me we gonna go home
I said momma I think imma fold
Then she

over me
Coming over me
La di da di da, la di da di da
By sundown, I'm ready for your love
You'll be on my mind
You'll be all I'm thinking of
And you can

to wait

Son, I got a puzzle, given me by something unseen
I cut it up into jagged little shards
I threw them up, put one into my heart
But I've no blood,

on the block, still huggin' on the block
Dumpin' shots at the opps, shit was brazy

Vintage Darius Miles Clippers home jersey, authentic
Clear stones in my

feeling like a bee cause you know I'm still buzzing
Coming back home Grammy food still bussing
Yeah hitting up the stu spitting with my lil cousin
Tryna

shrugs and a mug
Was in a rut never turned to my blood 
But my mana she stood ten toes held it down for me coming home is where I’m bound to be she’ll

learned my lessons
Now I'm handing out this ammo amazing
Blazing, Ima need 3 ounces by days end
Shrivel up my lungs like a raisin, facing
More than most in

Where the Sidewalk Cracks

Kate Voegele

The Other Side

2003

don't come home, cause

Falling once, it showed me the place where the sidewalk cracks
And now I look before I leap
And calling out my name isn't

of the sunsets on the way home
She still cries when an old man sits by himself getting food
She don't think about you
First love's gone too
She don't wanna sit in

on
Rise up and above the ground
Not back and not down
But anywhere

They say that home is where your heart is
It's not the place you started
My heart

swole/
I got my own gym at home/
Bought my mama a home/
And that’s how the story goes../
 [50]
Niggaz always act like they don’t understand what’s going

wearin' it now
I want my kush delivered by the pound
I want my guap in offshore accounts
I want a trail of bodies at my throne
I want blood splattered all