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On my life, I want the front page
Uh, ninety-nine bitches in the driveway
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
These chum niggas gettin' served by the day

head
my so called friend, he said he said
It's just a drop in the ocean 
Why would anyone notice
What a strange thing to say
Wou're a ripply away from

breath
Tell me why y'all so threatened by the young and the black
Tell me why
I don't want to be the next one in a black bag
Not me
Or be another hashtag

Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe [Remix]

Jay-Z

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than

My back against the wall
Like I see y'all fronting
Drowning in your own spit and
Ain't coming up with nothing
I call this shit "Rapper Shit"
Cause I

call me a faggot
Label me a fag cuz my genetics
I got fucked in the ass by natural selection
Y'all think depression's a cry for attention
You think I

Picture us but that picture made by George Condo
Your body belongs to me (Belongs to me)
Finally out in my own bad mistakes (My bad mistakes)
Stop with

I wonder how we could move on
And pull together and manage

If I could save the mind
I'd help all my people get by

Life is too short to not evolve

may think I've set out to offend you, nah hardly
Please don't think this album's an original story
This already happened, y'all just think about Ravi

That's why I'm here, want you to live a happy life without it
You deserve the very best in life, don't ever doubt it
You're stronger than you know, don't

to station
I received a receipt
To the tune of Creation
And I haven’t paid it
Born in the heat
Life is a storm, over an infinite sea
And I have been stained by

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

to evacuate)
It's Amicella
I did what they said that I couldn't  
I'm stirring the pot I'm not cooking 
They coming like two by two, bars hit like a four by

(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in

on they knees vultures and poachers they
Come here for trophies posted in camouflage they
Wanna shoot me they wanna choke me and
Get away clean I can not

chere 
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere 
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas 
But being homophobic could kill your career 
So I switched

the greatest 
But I shy, away from my pride 
But I don't care 
I just keep doing this shit and ride 
Jay-Z maybe 
I didn't get to where I got to by being lazy

capable of

Was bad at rapping
Had to practice
Now I'm back in action
Tryna attract the masses with this little album packed with passion
Sometimes I be too

Gardner lost his life while cops stood by viewing
Doing Nothing instead of doing something, Ohhhh a storm is brewing Sean Bell, Amado Dialo and Oscar Grant

If yo' skin got a tone, it's gonna be hate
We can be peaceful but y'all are so evil
It's like you just teach em' to beat' em' and take away freedom

things change
In the world, In my brain
I wanna take the reins
Of my life, have a good time
Then my friends move away
And the house market changes
Suddenly

the bills so we enjoy life
Cause we only here once we don't get it twice
Why the world wanna bring me down and steal my smile
Try to lighten up my mood by

walk away and now I'm free
Don't know why I chained myself to your being
I don't even know what I was even thinking
Shoulda cut you loose a long time ago

up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year