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Cry No More

Cross Movement

Pass The Mic: The Rise Of Christian Hip-Hop

than now
No more hurts. no more work by the sweat of your brow
No more drunk drivers drivin all out of control
No more flats and being stuck

be falling deep into the generation

It's a cold ass world, you feel that cold ass burr
Shit  at least you know by the voice, that's a cold ass word
My

Looking at my story
It's my Butterfly Symphony
And it really gonna end
When my eyes are locked on you
In the bayou, girl you know I'm by you
If you hit me

drive-by's 
Can't be looking at a nigga side eye 
that'll be the day a nigga die trying 
'cause I got a nine millie on me 
with a quarter million sitting on my

the Scully to my Mulder
In this world of weird
But she specialize in big white lies
Like Guinevere
Sling this broad over my shoulder
Like a bandolier
Means we

and they never shoot
My lil niggas drive down and slam on you like they 7'2
Big steppin hit em with several then he make the news
Big tellin playin by

your mind decayed
Thoughts delayed by never played
But then again, sometimes you think sometimes you don't
Sometimes you're dumb, sometimes you know,

over a gotdamn blunt
I'm just tryna get high, so I can get by
Fuck the feelings, bitch lets lose our mothafuckin mind
I'm gone, I be in this bitch I'm

that's major but it
It meant something to me
I remember we talked so much that
The waitress had to come by and tell us
It was closing time You told me
You

When I Have You

Rapsody

The Idea of Beautiful

2012

on looking for somewhere to lay low
Mama remind every chance you get, Marlanna get pesos
She helped me bought a house and a brand new four door
Before that

Do for Self

Flipmode Squad

The Imperial Album

1998

cat over there for?
-He is my nigga, son.
Nahah, don't fuck around with that nigga, yo.
-What you sayin,god?
I know that nigga--
-what? I gotta hold it

There's this dude that would party 
With us at our functions 
Now he big and round 
Man be looking like pumpkin 

This group back at school 
clways got into

Hey bro... Remember when it was just us?
Looking up at the sky, wondering what’s what
“Is there a god or is it just us?”
“Man, shut up...”
I used

Big booty backpack that’s what I like 
(I’m coming saucy)
if she can ride da D 
then she can’t ride the bike.
 If she ride the bike she riding D

because we brothers and this world too got damn cold
Big soldier on the front line, my dogs gone eat it’s lunchtime
Don’t think it’s all sweet, it’s crunch

MCM to command, MCM do you copy? Send over immediate backup! Over

Yeah, yeah
Go to war without a weapon
I'm just repping
MCM, I got it clipping

some air
Then I could share myself more fully with the crowd

It's in the front room closet
Yeah, find it with its pockets on the inside
Big enough

the crack
Did to Pookie in New Jack
Except when I cross over
There ain't no comin' back
Should I die on the train track
Like Ramo in Beat Street
People

tooth
We full grown- feelings so strong
Still you can't tell mama bout Tyrone
Blowing yo back out every night
Looking for me in the daytime wit

I swear it's a-)
Flippin' over backwards, "No backwoods
To my face because my first wood had got laced
And now I stay playing the safest actions,"

Paranoid, looking over my shoulder
Suspicions has grew
They really out to get me preparing for that encounter
Deven on my side, he the reaper making it

Started looking for a better high to get by
Next it was the blow going up in his nose
Scholarships disappeared
Friends they were outta there
No calls

bread and use to breaking rules
Big up that nigga flock they put my neighbors on the news
They let my bro out
I'm bout to show out
Bet the whole house

up
I'm turning off my hud
Better get yo little mans before I leave em saying crud
Roll it up
I bet I'm faster and I'll roll you up a spud
Two big