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now we elevated
We do what we say and never hesitate
Do it by my dolo never delegate
Found it in myself I had to meditate
Talkin under breaths you

and only, so baby make you hold me
Give you this, give you that baby (Mikey)
I go dey take you all around the world Odo yewu make I try
Me I go dey by your

i get to her cake biscquick 
Yea yea yea 

I put i it down cuz I'm feeling her 
Green in me like the riddler 
She give it to me remember her 
Wanna

take a chance
Rapping my mind around a City full of lead
Numb to the feeling cuz the City full of dead
We all look alike cuz the City full of dread
48

say give me some please
And of course I eat the cat
And of course she throw it back
Have you seen my pretty face
Who really would say no to that
I got

The Night We Called It a Day

Manchild

The Night We Called It a Day

2002

Spill our guts with every breath on the mike
And hope you call it tight
If it's blind give it sight
If it's Dark make it Light
Some call it Music

& I ain't begging for help,
We goin 99 baby gotta Bet On Yourself
Yeah I Give it my best, as I should for myself
I'm in love with hip hop man its good

'til I'm chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread
of an icy grave that pains.
So I want you to swear that foul

Fighting

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

Put me in a serious situation hope I get another chance
To live life as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my chest
I guess I smoke

I'm a joke
I just wanted to talk, give him a pep, see
(Pepsi) but he too busy tryin'
To find the Coke i flare 'matics
You reach it'll frighten niggas

Church / Liquor Store

Noname

Bucket List Project

2016

pre-teens
Let's pretend we privileged not deceased, addicted

It look like funeral home, church, church, liquor store
Corner store, dread-head, dead leg,

still singing
Clinch my fist I start to sweat
Some things you just can't forget
Fuck it ima smoke a bowl
Walk threw the hall and I was told
By a voice you

feelings of dread
Leave me on read, feeling we're out of touch
I've said she wouldn't get the chance again
Well I've cried
And I've tried
To stay nice

right
My hands are tied

I need to just
Give it give it give it give it give it give it away
Leave it leave it leave it leave it with nothing to say
Cause

Get me amazed at how these bitches 
Havin' babies by niggas 
With no pot to piss in 
Or no money to give her 
What the fuck?
Why you hoes want

dedicate
Where it may further flow
Aquarian Age shows
An anthem for all your woes
Unified at last by hope
And freed from indifference
Our final chance

Phone a friend
My origin was lonely man
I made music to heal
It was my only chance
Flex for Christmas
The Bikko boys spent New Year's in France
I hit

Phone a friend, my origin was lonely man
I made music to heal it, was my only chance
Flex for Christmas the Bikko boys spent New Year's in France
I hit

my height
So I'm a give you my two cents like sound and sight
When I decide to pull the pin out better evacuate soon
Cause it ain't the kind that you

Now I know Your all I need
So how could I repay
I'll start the day by taking time to say thank You for…

Chorus (2Xs)

Giving me one more chance
Giving

the shit that I dread (It is)
Fuck 'em all that's my plan instead 

I won't let these niggas become my end (Nah)
Now I can't tell who the fuck is my friend

You'll never get a second chance

Do you see me as you once did?
I'm wading through this hurt
The world is flying by and fading faster still
A conduit

houses by the rivers
Where anyone can go, for a livin'
Even if you're broke you're forgiven
I'm just sayin'
Give it a chance
I'm just sayin'
Give it

they're just gonna stab you in the back, for real)

Get it, they really deceived me
I'm walkin' and wanderin' 'round with my feet in the mud
Got out