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I got days
My thoughts like a maze
Like this fire they a haze
Somedays I aint seeing great
Sometimes you just have to wait
Day by day
Play by play
Ive

I miss you so - oh whoa - boy I miss you so

Take me back to waters and let me ride the wind
if it`s all that I can have to love you once again
let me

I told you but if I would have voted
I would have voted on Trump

Now, there’s people that I love that did
Vote that voted for Hillary and
I don’t

I be hangin in Harlem and
My shit is for real here
If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread
You can't kill me I was born

someday you won't need my help any more

I can't cook
I'm still learning
Check the oven
Something's burning

I can't cook
Not just yet
If you show me
I

someday you won't need my help any more.

I can't cook
I'm still learning
Check the oven
Something's burning

I can't cook
Not just yet
If you show me
I

says
Just take her by the hand try to help her understand
That you want to be more than friends
I pray someday that I'll find someone that I'll love

Shorty like my locs and my gold teeth
I can tell by the way she like to love me
She said I changed and somedays she miss the old me
She said I change

about some shit he can't talk 'bout
Pull 'em to the side and kick it if you tryna help
Don't do it in no interview where he can indict himself
Safaree

Doin My Job

T.I.

Trap Muzik [Bonus Track]

2003

job
You live here, I work here I'm doing my job

I don't know if you don't know, don't care or can't see
Every time something up in the hood, it

the drop then I told him come get me
Did too much shit by myself to be looking for help
So there's nothing left to really tell me
Yeah

I got bragging rights

Hey hey
I’m holding on to now
Not a day goes by
Where a day goes by
That I’m not wondering
Did I lock the door?
Did I pay the bills?
Pay enough

Doin' My Job

T.I.

Trap Muzik

2003

here I'm doing my job

I don't know if you don't know, don't care or can't see
Every time something up in the hood, it ain't me
And I ain't always up

And I was running far away
Would I run off the world someday
Nobody knows, nobody knows
And I was dancing in the rain
I felt alive and I can

R-A-G-3
What's happening
Stickin too myself
I don't need no help
Focus on my health
Getting to the wealth
Gotta get to the bills
Ain't no time

Gates than,
I wish I could explain but I can't though,
So I wish you the best, now here I go/

(BRILL)
Man if I had a dollar for every time I got played,

the ville got me thinking about the past
Miss playing baseball those days went by fast
Now I'm reminiscing hoping that this will last
I can't help this

Brain Cloudy Blues

Merle Haggard

A Tribute to the Best Damn Fiddle Player in the World (Or, My Salute to Bob Wills)

1970

'm leavin', you can count the days I'm going to

You're gonna need, you're gonna need my help someday
Yeah, you're goin' to be sorry, oh, you treat me this

claims that they love u but they cheating every chance

and If you love hard then you feel what I'm saying

wat a topic 
who can stop it

I was searching

manna joke man
Live life, die by the slogan
When it comes to this herbal ting
Manna been doing this
Man get with the program
I can't fail
Win everyday,

And the punk police can't fade me and maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
'Cause

Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music

With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level

lise smile 

if i could give her the world i surely would
but it's not that easy
but i can give her my love
and if that's enough
she'll be leonardo's

Work Everyday

Brother Ali

Mourning in America and Dreaming in Color

2012

Damn, man. I’m broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at your
Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like