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without a bankroll (Yea)
I'm dropping music off a bankroll (Yea)

I'm getting money by the way though
Strippers on me for that pay roll
I'm counting cheese

alone
Don't know if I can keep on doing this
I can't live without you
We'll never meet again
But I can feel your presence with me now
Wrapped in that

Welcome to New York City

Jay-Z

Come Home with Me [Clean]

2002

[Chorus]

[Cam'Ron]
I'm from 101, west to Hunt 40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one

Don't bring no dutchie back homie, I prefer papers, I prefer papers
And I got love for the Nets but it's still Lakers
I turn my music up, fuck my

My day just doesn't start without Chris Wallace on the deck yes

I don't need no Beamer, Benz, or the Bentley
That kind of stuff isn't in me I live my

My day just doesn't start without Chris Wallace on the deck yes

I don't need no Beamer, Benz, or the Bentley
That kind of stuff isn't in me I live my

go and get your guns
Lets end this shit oh yeah, i forgot
You move with the government
Bosses garbage, your swag can't cover it
Its on everyday, i let

Chinese
But you know where we goin
Miami Beach
Cali streets
New York City
Where we pull up
That's the scene
Yeah
This weed is exotic
Without it I'm toxic

Mad nights with my boys on that susuaki
Gold chain on my neck fits nice and loosely
Got my chakras inlining mad energy Bruce lee
This ain't by accident

I see the days gone by, can't keep up with time
Got all of these thoughts run through my mind, it keep me up at night
I'm just out here tryna live my

a constant burden on my lovers
Why can't time just pass me by?
Why can't time just pass me by?
Why can't time just pass me by?
Why can't time just pass me by

This is My Life

Cali Agents

How the West Was One

2000

I'm lookin for my checks in the mail
Without fail we bring it back to its original form
Been doin this before you young cats was born
Hated in my own

built for that industry
I can't live in my phone
Like this might be my only record
Think I'm already done
It was the fall of that year
I had a breakdown

war and disrespect 
Till I can spend a couple bands on my mufuckin neck  

Till Sky really does fall 
I really can't fuck it 

Fill it up half way

So Far...

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

end?
Can't pump my gas without causing an accident
Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the fucking trash
Without someone passing through my

My hand of God's from the Bible Belt
My wave's so big even Michael Phelps
Can't swim my shit without some help
So breathe, huh huh, huh huh
You might

physical
No crisis, this life shit
I got it figured out
I got that type shit, yeah my shit
That you can't live without
Trust
One good thing 'bout music
You

40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one

[Jay-Z]

So Far... [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP2 [Clean] [Deluxe Edition]

2013

gas without causing an accident
Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the f- trash
Without someone passing through my sub', harassing
I'd count

You can't hide, you can't run
Remember to always be true, no matter what you do
I want it, I never front it, I got my whole crew life on it
Think

filling lives with awesomeness
Imperfect, yet so beautiful, I'm here to show you what you're worth

Rolling through the island, cruisin'
Music feeling so

I remember getting chased down as a kid
Ask me for my name I don't know who I am?
Ask for my address I don't know where I live?
Copper and lead in

Got my soul livid
Platinum Heart, tryna connect
To my Roots, but I feel so alone, nigga
Black Hearted Demon
Can't leave the house without my chrome,

the boom by the jeep
Load of beeps put holes of shots up in yah front and back seats
Till, you can't breathe from the smoke relief
Bandit covered my face