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to a monster
The streets dont really love you everybody fosters
Everybody starters when i speak up on my roster
Cause we going blow up in the streets just like

home is what she dream about
Baby daddy got high on his own supply, rehab can't clean em out
And she never talk what she ain't about and she got a couple

pictures hoping you look up dictionary rhyme scheme
Scoping out this book love sometimes I wanna be alone
And if you read between the lines you can see

where I just fall asleep and dream on that shit
Write an audio book called listen up and scream on that shit
Respect the art don't judge me trust me 
You

and live it right
Zero time for the lies you supply
Yeah the line straight imma soldier
Ain't about to sell my soul sir
I got enough on my shoulders
Don't

do girl)
But I swear they got nothing on you (nah)
On You (nah)

(First Verse)
You were raised by Mary J and Luther Vandross
Girl I can’t stop thinking

looking at the book writing rhymes
Coming through the mind that rhyme all the time
'Cause I'm hooked on phonics like like
Swear these niggas move too

No laughing matter here's a deep thought many face death
But there's life after life on earth no final chapter my master
Driven by love and man's

you owe me 

One's gotta make do with supply and demand on the market 
So whatever the last guy gave you, I'll double it
I would've done this by

If I wrote you a love letter would you wanna hear it
I think you're beautiful way beyond appearance
Emotions getting deeper, can't hide my feelings

not your property
I went through most my life so awkwardly, just barely passing by
I was low on my supply, so shit, I had to improvise
I was a kid so

Love in an Elevator

The Countdown Singers

Ultimate 80s [Madacy 4-CD]

2006

They tell me that love is blind
I really need a girl like an open book
To read between the lines
Love in an elevator
Livin' it up when I'm goin' down

it up
Smoke that 929... Gumbo
Met her in the park... Dumbo
Ima All Star Head... Honcho
She wanna smoke paper fonto
Yeah I love that Mary Jane
Smoke

go again right, mind the shine like headlights

They want to take my red light, suppress the growth I live by

We can only get high, when life supplies

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

Lights are in the windows
Snow is on the ground
Seems like everywhere you
See an angel hangin' 'round

There's something in the air
You feel it

rode
Some rode with a strap
O2 gettin' low
Lungs start lookin' flat
Air supply that I gave
Some never gave back
Damn oxygen thieves
Breathin' what they

Satanic undiplomatic
Rich only bitch aristocratic
Romance in the air for my lover
Then in the sheets undercover
Meet me in the city of Culver
I'll love you

of the team
We winning rings
Bringing joy like Anita, I need ya like you my air supply
Ain't nobody coming between us
They wouldn't dare to try
I can't compare

dies
It evaporates into the sky
It is your air supply
Inhale, then exhale
It's bound to get you high
Potent like sour diesel
Is it good, is it evil?
Only

air supply 
As the bricks in the walls they build begin to multiply
Closing in, like that kid at school with no friends, he used to be a bully now he’s

Love the Lie

Sage Francis

Li(f)e

2010

You gotta love the lie
You gotta love the lie
Love(love) life (life)
Girls (love)(life)(girls) girls and lies ?
I can't hear through those

to a little playlist I made
	With Maroon 5 and Air Supply
	And don’t forget Barry White
	That sounds like me lovin' on you to
	A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC

the air

Living under one broken sky
Maybe you can tell me why

I close my eyes and dream of days gone by
I'm the one who keeps our love alive
My heart is