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Git Up, Git Out

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

1994

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't

I've been sitting on the mezzanine
Feelin for the melodies
I'm living kinda desperately
I wake up in the cemetery
So get lost in the ecstasy
I write

passes me by,
Forget about the fighting and the flow as I empty my mind

Living like a fossil,
Still from the torrent of time in a broken world,
Still

head
I spot one of my old freaks from uptown
Bingo - I know for sure it's goin' down
I still got a half a pill I let her pop
We blazed - by the time

I wanna stop these feelings baby 
Yeah I wish I knew how 
Try to let it go but months go by

And it's still you 
It's still you 
It's still you 
It's

the smallest things
Be still my heart or it'll sting
But all the pain is ecstasy to me
Me
If I said what I'm thinking
Would it sound absurd
That I can't imagine

Look bitch, I'm not feeling your shit
Every song that I'm on
I be killing the shit
Your flow wack, I throw packs
Still on the bricks
I'm dealing with

my crooked smile coz I know that I made it
Fist up on some pro-black
And finally allow myself to fall on the pavement
 
I'm still standing on broken

as they slow clap
And flash my crooked smile coz I know that I made it
Fist up on some pro-black
And finally allow myself to fall on the pavement
 
Im still

trees I thrive
Filled with ecstasy
Jungle jungle, that
one na the hustle
Fighting and winning my battle
but no be by muscle
I go full speed,
I'm a full

Light on, night on.
Your smile sounds still
in this atmosphere,
I feel your body.

I enjoyed the time trying
to keep you by my side.
Now i't ecstasy

system pulled away by gravity
Might as well glide down to earth and see the urban fantasy (Fantasy)
Apparently catastrophe is building up so rapidly
'Cause

rarely look back, but
I hope I never hear you took a bullet
Cause you've gone crooked
You'd think I'd still miss you sometimes
Moretime, I wonder how we

Ghetto Star

2Pac

Better Dayz [Clean]

2002

gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?
I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high
Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn't have

Babies

Wu-Tang Clan

Iron Flag

2001

to slave the babies

Ay yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in Brooklyn
All his white he let the fiends cook it
The base heads

to wine, ashes to ashes
Wasting too many of God's chances
Ruled by the men with broken badges
White justice from the crooked judges
Still ruled by

melody, it's a playwright's tragedy
It's a werewolf's thesis uncorrupted by the moon
The sun sinks low, the sky aglow
The hourglass empty now
Yet still I'm

soul
They scorch my flesh and leave great holes
In the meaning of my life
But I get by, I get by
Just as crooked little smile
You'll get by, you'll

Walk With Me

WC

Southwest Riders

1997

Welcome to the killing fields
Nigga, the home of the G's
Land of the nymphos and murderers
Still G's and never see's

Careful of what the jaw breakers

news
You'll hang the hearts black and dull as the night
We hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstasy
(Still being cried and laughed at before)

It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.

Rules

Wu-Tang Clan

Iron Flag

2001

it on kinfolk
Then smoke a ounce as we count mills
Providin' you pure ecstasy without pills

Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck with fools man

shore
Still the realest if I don't record another verse
No contest if you wanna know who struggled worse
Idolized by many and hated by few
If you in

taking my time, tryna get by
From the ashes, I'mma rise

Yeah, another day
And I'm still tryna find my own way
Just living life, taking my time, tryna get