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time
It was inhuman so I'll go on a rant
About the cold blooded murder of Oscar Grant
Three years went by we down in Sanford
A family's life has been

minding my business
Always stay protected by the glock in my britches
Nigga got a problem, I'ma shoot till it's empty
Kick door, knocker when it's time

Right behind the front door

Must I lay here as a product of the world I never leave?
I can see
My life is crashing down, it's been a while
My mind is

know how it go (what? What?)
And I was in the cell with D Rose
When they gave him that time, on O, shit hurt my soul (damn, damn)
Don't quit gotta

fighting I
Leave with a violet eyes
Relaxed while you prying mine
Coach asked if I'm right on time
And I nodded like fuckin right
Long days and nights now my

Beverly I'm not from Malibu
Where I come from bitch they call it the trenches
Don't be calling my number or calling my name if you ain't calling me talmbout

the money
Two (Two)
For the dough
Three (Three)
For the paper
If it ain't bout cash
What you do it for?

My opps be popcorn fuckboys plus they broke ass fufu

up
No, fuck it, we not gon' give up
Stoppin' my tracks, you gettin' rid of
See, when I'm gettin' mad, now they wanna chill out
I start to laugh, bruh,

Xtacy

Flip Dashwood

Zoolife

down since the underground
Never did you clown when those hounds used to come around
You were down, when my other hoes used to fuck around
Now it sounds

right now

And I promise I'll call
And I promise I'll drop by
I'll miss you when I'm with my friends
Just give me a little time
I'll miss you when I'm

square walkin'
'round with a compass

Yo, now what we 'bout to
Do is put down Foundation
When it's time to step it up
We rise to the occasion
But in order

The bed that I will wake up in is empty
And I expect to see you laying by my side
And honestly the thought of that is funny
I didn't pay it any mind

hair down
I can hold it while you down
Ay ay
Yee I'm like that
With my side piece
We don't backtrack
And I found peace
Yes her ass fat
Plus her head game

walk with a limp;
When we ride he keep a grip,
By his side I keep it lit
If you run up on my nigga
Then I'll leave you bloody quick;
I keep a loaded

understand what's happenin' when silence stares me down

Yeah, ayy, uh
Twenty-four hours is not enough to split my time (nah)
And three years were just way

Here We Come

Salt-N-Pepa

Pret-A-Porter (Ready to Wear)

1995

gets busy with mine 
Spend quality time with my baby on the norm 
But when it's time to get the nook, yo, I go on strong 
Black, intelligent, wise

lovin’ yeah it’s goin down
Up against my chest
Pow pow pow
Ooo it feels so good baby rock me out yeah
Tonight is your night
Baby I’m all yours
Tonight is

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the minds distorted
Extorting lives, the media sloppy and everyday struggles way out of proportion
Or not given enough, I got a message, it go- lately my

Love Is Just a Four-Letter Word

Bob Dylan

Don't Look Back

1967

Unmentionable by name
Searching for my double, looking for
Complete evaporation to the core
Though I tried and failed at finding any door
I must have thought

Party and Bullshit

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth movement so

But I'm sorry, fellas -

CARLA, TANK: 
These three are property of the house.

JONAH: 
We do not run, we do not hide -

TANK: 
Big man, relax. It's

on the streets I'm a beast hear my bark (Woof)
Tryna shine a couple LEDs in the dark
Light it up
Everyday's a new reason to spark
Watch a season of Archer then

form
Reason that I do it for
Houston got my love, she my main thing
Me & her, Jay & B, that's the same thing
Never say much
I think it's time I came