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life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
(Uh, yeah)
I guess it's murder that she wrote for me
She burned my heart to the third degree
This ink

know it all
I'm just not confident
How do I be confident
Just your average white guy
Lots of times I'm just the drunkest guy
I got my degree in a growing

Hold up little fuckboy's, let the reigning state my decree
All of y'all's lil pussy ass style's weak
Verbal thermal's at a high degree
None could lie

Hard Times

Eightball & MJG

First Expedition

1999

job, mo' money mo' prob in this dirty game
This industry fucked up
That's right I said it, and it's fake as ever
Keep real niggas around me, stay

Barrio Dope

Payback Garcia

Brown Life

Master's degree, triple beam operator
Surrounded by gangsters, Mexican issue
God sent me here to diss you
Take a nap, you vatos are wack
You couldn't feel me

Barrio Dope

Capone

Barrio Dope

Master's degree, triple beam operator
Surrounded by gangsters, Mexican issue
God sent me here to diss you
Take a nap, you vatos are wack
You couldn't feel me

Pangaea

Visionaries

Pangaea

outstanding
an 8 year flight came in for the landing
we spread all over the map
instead of stripping the culture we give love back

[CHORUS]

(Zen)
As I walk

Yeah
Yeah
Uhhhh
Yeah
Yeah
I'm back
Our Our Our
No introduction
Yeah

Put a price on my head that's going put you in debt
2 letters O and the S, don't

we illest in the program
Gave a lotta time, so it's mine that you owe back
Kill a motherfucker with the rhythm and the whole stack
Came up from

Headed back to the apple a return visit
But the urn empty
I ain't got the burn in me
I even turned tipsy
None of me's concerned honey berry

still ain't in it
Then kiss your daughter's forehead
And stab your fucking self with the pen
Pussy kano got his shine back
Like Rooney got his hairline

Writin' my bars in the back of the Bentley
Just kidding, I'm trippin', the Lambo fits me
I was raised by Lil Dicky
Drivin' down Ward, listenin'

you and me
Studyin' in class, tryna get that degree
Damn
What a blast from the past babe
Time flying by fast babe
And I know
You know
We could've made

sayain

Kamehamehaa dem wah we stall di Kage nah
Back down from war it start ! it start !
But when it start nuh call the sarge
Dem give you black panther

Cold Blooded

J-Dawg

Dawg House

1997

him in his chest
Put him to rest for puttin' his hands up under her daughter's dress
A quarter best, she goin' to jail for first degree, murder
He goin'

ridin' with the ()
Cute face but the attitude mean
You should bad, bitch, my high self esteem
Bri on the way, with a degree
Like () , to run that dumb shit

will let you enjoy it

For your life is measured
By the degree of dynamic from your life to your death
The wait is long and the wait goes on
But it is

Renaissance Girls

Oh Land

Wishbone

2013

obsessed now
I'm in your I drive in your fast car
It's mastered by a renaissance girl

I'll release my mind you can be my back bone
I call you honey you

boxed in
Feeling Tyson'ed up cause the
Expectation's rising up
Angels looking over me
Tattooed on shoulder B
L-A-D-E, not by myself, called a team
I plan

I got 

Money on it gawd dawn it 
I'm looking by time passin by 
I'm not in the passenger no I'm Driver seat yeah
An I'm going fast Petal to the metal

Rap game Jeff Van Gundy
Disgusted by the league I love
In rare form because I confronted
All the me’s I was
And told ‘em it was time to
Grow into the me

THIS THAT BLACK MOGUL THEME MUSIC
THAT MARTIN LUTHER KING HAD A DREAM MUSIC


( VERSE 1 )
THEY PREDICTED ME TO FAIL
DEAD BY TWENTY ONE OR THEY BURY

back one more degree
Cos we’re all doing our best aren’t we?

No you are not to blame
I want to make that clear
I want to make that plain
You are not

feel like that
I got the degree, the keys, the job security
Family so proud of me, but I don't believe in me
I love all my people, but damn they just