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bread in LA sent it to the fam,
My b**** in the hills by the pool catching a tan
F*** it hit the c'mart we gon need more rubber bands.
B**** I
Rock out (

Chillin in Miami like its hotline
Blinging on my phone with all these calls but I ain't got time
Dealing with these people everyday so I go offline

that I'll go far
So I put the peddle to the floor to go faster

Look at all these feelings that I put into my music
Can't even do my next album or I'll

called up Nova, I said, let's do this album
Every time we do this shit, you know it is our stardom
All those people talking shit, you know that they a joke

and bun it up,
See we tek it serious, Babylon a fi give it up,
People in the pot, system stir we up,
Seh we never stop, rising to the top,
Dem a want I

You see that I'm turnt nigga
Walking by these hoes nigga
Too much glow nigga
Hot like a stove nigga
Racks on my mind
We do this all the time
My bitch

able; to see clearer/by focusing on da mirror/& blessings; got near/when I put away my fear/my son; drop a tear/cuz his Daddy don't never fear/in da

the highest
No gap from opponents and shout out supporters
I do what I do, see God is beyond us
I do what I do, the headway is on us
I'm liftin you homie,

People are actin', like I ain't gonna go galactic, you're bein' outran, by a fuckin' automatic, asthmatic back at it, I'm New Here was static, but

albums
Like it's episodes
they still don't believe in me
But wanna see how far I go
Lately I been hearing voices
In my head when I'm alone
I hate when

Ca​ Cash
I make music
(Make by myself)
Even if some people say it's not good enough
But I'm proud to do it myself
Even if it's worthless in the eyes

Way out in the clear
I'm not tryna find a friend here
I'm just stargazing by myself
Some people like
To talk but I don't
Stop saying that you
Will

Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be

The Rebel

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [CD]

1988

empty
So he yelled, "oh, heck"
"Heck," said the rebel
Well, the Dean walked by
Just as that occurred
He said, "you can get expelled
For what I just

I am lucky to be a metaphor for no one


c Greek philosopher takes the path of least resistance
The bronze corporation age dawns 

In board rooms,

Fightin in the Club

I-20

Twanked Out Down South

2004

and wonder what I signed for
Oh now you hatin' D.T.P., 'cause we got the game sowed
Bottom line you gotta problem, tell it to my 9 hoe
Fuck ya boy, hit

around these crabs, I see food
We sell our souls for the fame and applause
Is a rapper just a prostitute with better PR
Executives are looking like some

crying
Another one from a family dying
It could of, been me
If not for one thing and

That's your grace
I'm right here still standing by grace
I'm moving

behind me
Young, rich, and in the sticks tryna find peace
I ain't get high and I ain't sell dope
People ask, "Why?" I did it for my folks
Wanna slice

Count Your Blessings

Guru

Jazzmatazz, Vol. 2 (The New Reality)

1995

couldn't see what really I had
(I say to thee: well, count your blessings)

I remember when I used to get depressed
Overwhelmed by the stress
Feeling my

still dey reason what's the reason for my feeling
For all the blessings wey we don see
We just dey thank God
Ye!
For all the blessings wey we just see
We

at the beep, I got nothin' for ya
If you think I'm crazy
I'm blinded by the light
My vision is my vision
So you won't see it right
Make it make sense
Then you'll

peace and quiet
Nobody needs to really know about it
See I don't want to feel confined
I always clear off my mind
By slowing down on the grind
I've come

The future is mine the future is yours
Do with it what you please but try to think of a cause
That could help the people in need who don't see no