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to the happy ones that always smile

Just hold me close until it's time

Don't say goodbye, just say Farewell
Until the next time we will meet

The winter's over

since I have written, so I hope you find it in your heart to respond
Although, I haven't been a very good boy over the years
I haven't paid a lot

need hope all that type of shit
You could tell that I'm an addict
Probably by all the drugs I got up in my attic
And I keep on smoking even though I be

the pussy that I eat boy it ain't shit sweet
Mad that I'm fucking on his hoes
Oh
Could've shared the bitch
Ok but you know how it go
I been in and out that

by the way, O)
This I can, work wit' it
I emerged from the mud nigga
From the back-blocks, wit' no love in it
Daddy, cousins, uncles, all drug dealers

by the lb
Got some niggas who going step like they my lb's
I'm ninety nine nigga aint shit you can tell me
Big dog nigga boy the proofs in the Hennessy

that's on my mind
Say you looking for me mayne but I ain't hard to find
Profit over everything that's all the time
What probation?
Just rolled a blunt I

By myself

free up BOOKIE , N.E.F

Locked up in the crib drinking wells
14acers overwhelmed but we
Live good I mean way too damn good
I'm just tryna

'd rather get ran over by a Mercedes
Standing up for my city
My gang like that Wutang
I'm a bad man not like Bruce Wayne
Never sniffing on cocaine
Coz kids

Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
Mmmm
Stay Vlone, On my Own
Wow
Wow
Wow
Baby whatchu wanna kno
You know you wont break my code
I got this shit all on my own
So I just

Was It Love

Ilse DeLange

The Great Escape [Bonus Track]

2006

the whispers that I share
All the moments by myself
When I know that you're not here
And I gather all my fears

And they're locked inside believe
But

a vow, get it by any means
Big ole’ jet flying over the seas
Pit stop in the West Indies
I got a 40, I keep it on me
Prezey the Rollie, and its a 40
If I

Children of Divorce

Jonny Craig

A Dream Is a Question You Don't Know How to Answer

And back to these cold shitty days in Portland
Wishing I'd never come across your face
Laying by the memories of things unspoken
Scared by thoughts

Heater on my lap and yeah I will Shoot
Desert Boyz in the decc shaken Up the rear view 
Speeding down the blocc, you Woulda thought I brought a leer

I be dreamin
Cause I know they ain't real
But I gotta say
I done seen em switch up over a penny
And I had to learn that the harder way
Whoa
But this

He just gives me rosy cheeks
And one night, by the tree
I’ll say all he means to me, yeah
Well my heart goes jing-a-ling-a-ling
Can you hear that choir

I hear they hashtagginng activist But Never where the action is
Looking over shoulders been Surrounded by this ratchet shit
Too real for this rapping

Ayy Ayy Ayy
I tried to build it you would break Ayy Ayy, Ayy Ayy Ayy
Had all that weight on my shoulders, still tried to knock me over
Had good

SUPREME VERSE

So you’ve seen me with my brothers over here we chasing digits .
Steady hold a tunnel vision cause they show no love for the weaks
And I Fear

Everybody wanna know what I claim
Riggs Park, Baby Ghetto Same thing
Where you at? with the bitches Up At barcode
Pick em up and stuff they ass in by

the ride I'll take the change I'm being made over, time for the takeover
Searching for purpose, found a better treasure
The kind of Nuggets you won't ever

Written by Kesner Laguerre

She is tired of being told what she can’t do
Anything that she puts her mind to
She can choose it she can do it 
You are

Dilated Peoples
DJ Premier on the beat
DJ Babu on the cut
(You know the saga, who liver)
(Sacrifice my light but I won't give in)
(That's why

than what you think it is
I'm feeling lost in a place where no one can find me
My inner critics talking and they always saying am nothing
Compressed by