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on the radio
Really what time
I was thinking
1982
Hit it
Our crew so fly were covered by air traffic control
We rock the house to the early morn
Yeah Gage whats

that's the 12 year old boy who was shot and killed by Cleveland police officer
Get inside
Get in your house now, let's go
Light them up
No Violence
No fear

Sometimes a voice inside my head
Pops up and asks me why
Did I become the man I am
Years just flew by
Too long I've been away from home
Chasing

Figured it out too early
I'm hardly worried
The world is fucked
Humanity doesn't give a fuck
We try to act normally
In a community built formerly
Hum drum

Jerry Rice
36 To a brick, I don't think it twice
Bitches thick, no Netflix, jalapeño spice
Witches wish, one hit of fish, hella crazy night
Early

of flatulence expelled 
By white collar secretaries who are too clever to shit lead
Nothing is too sacred to fuck on this planet, even the dried up umbilical

Or I will break the tree
I'll come and go by Carterhaugh
And ask no leave at thee

He took her by the milk-white hand
And by the grass green sleeve

it slow (driving it slow)
Don't call me 'bout the punk rock ho (punk rock ho)
Play by the rules, bruh, you know how it go (uh)

Nigga, don't check

Picket Fence

Brother Ali

Shadows on the Sun

2004

shoulder
And booked my feelings
Cause she looked at me in a way that adults very seldom look at children
And with the wisdom only earned by years
She

Warning Signs

Boosie Badazz

In My Feelings (Goin' Thru It)

2016

but my momma say he phony
I'm giving her the look like "yeah right, that's my homie"
Years past by made my money grew bigger
Now these niggas in your

be in
 
I want to talk about the pay gap and how it makes me cross
But not so much that I get labelled as a troublemaker by my straight white boss

TAKE ANOTHER STEP  
written by Payson Lyon 

Young boy on a Cumberland ridge setting fire to one more bridge
Ducking school and feeling low
Folks

She sits in front of the mirror
Pours a glass of sweet white wine
The years have only made it clearer
You don't get back the hands of time

Tumbling

time left
The years go by and the market to climb is high expense

So I'm to work till a die become that sacrifice
Of life that spent the hours shoveling

instrumentals
'Til the early break of dawn in the car headphones, while I'm mowin' the lawn
In between taking the kids to their sporting events
Cutting through

BYE

END CAME AS THE YEARS PASSED BY
NEVER SHARED THE REASON WHY
SOME WANTED PLEASURE SOME ONLY FAME
FOR ME THE REASON WASN'T THE SAME
FINAL BREAK

Claim to do it for the dogs
This one's for the souls
Call on Yeshua
Hamachiac
Gotta bare the cross
Light shine in the dark
Walk by faith and know
Know it

Sold much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you back

Sloth is my greatest virtue and my deadliest vice
Got a grip around my neck
It's pulling me tight 'til I'm seeing lights
White boy but I got

thrice!

When we’re young unsung got abundance of space
In a Generalization, we’ve got time for mistakes
Many years pass some try, to ponder, to find their

Mysterio, I'm drivin' in my car eatin' cereal
I was gon' die like a year ago
Look it's a psychopath, lately he walkin' a psycho path
And I think he been wild

You ask me to dance
But you're a couple drinks too early
You shoot me a glance
But I can't tell whether you're flirting
I remember what you wore
What

carpool
I'd learn much more in just one night than all those years in school
Frankie's a giant here; he rolls in all the green
And Drac is not repelled by

An old man sits in front of the mirror
An old man looks in the face of a young
Battered by the years of dreaming and fighting so long

Remembers good