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the suburb sipping peach and passionfruit
Helicopter crash by the kindergarten
Maybe it was fate maybe fate didn't sabotage it
One child is dead that's

up when I (feel like it)
Going by when I (feel like it)
Fly where ever I (feel like it)
Wino ('cause I feel like it, like it, like it , like it)
I went

Spit in Your Face

Lil Wayne

To the Sky

2010

a fisherman
Yea, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith and Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devil
And I

On My Feet Again

David Allan Coe

Human Emotions/Spectrum VII

1995

By David Allan Coe

Dedicated to Dr. Martin Scheid who saved my life when my appendix busted in Houston, and to all the people who came to my last

my heart breaks
Yet I still love and never hate

I was born different
Let God bare witness
I shatter ground when I walk
The mic sparks fire when I talk

Tattoo Tears

2Pac

2Pac Live

2004

Competition, so they say, these niggas is gay
(Outlaw - Outlaw)
Blast me? It could never happen
At least not while I'm walkin' and rappin'
Heard of some

Tattoo Tears

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

Competition, so they say, these niggas is gay
(Outlaw - Outlaw)
Blast me? It could never happen
At least not while I'm walkin' and rappin'
Heard of some

Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up
Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a black man, they never report

Brovaz
Buckshot the BDI)
Some competition, so they say
These niggas is gay if you ask me
(yeah nigga, bring it)
Blast me? It could never happen
At least

I never understood, how someone could ask if you alright 

See that you sad, expect to tell ‘em ‘bout your whole life 

This ain't no day-by

me but I float
Try to drown me but I float
Try to drown me but I
Do dis shit all by myself I don't care if You like it or Not
Cause either way they

Medicating in Cali off that exotic tropic 
My bitch bad and she know it 
and I swear that she solid 
Everyday I'm losing sleep, but I'm gaining in profits

bouta get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith & Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire

And Mr smith & Wesson wanna
Kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit
Fire at the devil
And I do whatever for the root of all evil
Gold, silver,

alarm, the fire alarm (I can't be myself, free myself, by myself)

Fuck your bitch, call emergency
Ain't no bitch never heard of me (freak myself)
I

Shreveport

Turnpike Troubadours

Diamonds & Gasoline

2010

they hung above a screened in patio
Crawfish hotter than a chimney fire the beer was cheap and cold
And the bar maid smiled that kind of smile that

me the Doc say when, say when
(When)

Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up
I'm tired build me up
Break me

can't be around
You niggas mistaken
There's more than enough for the taking
Like Malcolm by any means
Battle my enemies
Tryna get back what they've taken

Someone to chill with, Keep it real with
Tell me when I'm not fresh and on my nephew of Uncle Phil shit
Steel pride, like I was forged by a will smith
Did

Verse 1:

C M R 30 duece
     Duece mag flat fire
Three clips ninety rounds
     I can pull an all nighter
Green laser on the picitany
     Never lose

Initiated

2Pac

Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back

1998

and graphic grammar 
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama 
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer 
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite

Last night, I didn't get to sleep
Didn't get, I didn't get to sleep
Didn't, didn't get to sleep, didn't, didn't
Last night, I didn't get to sleep

Good Mourning
When you see ya boys is poppin
And you running outta options
Good mourning
All you gotta do is watch em
Fire burning it ain't stopping

am I to love you when I'm feeling this way and I've got nothing to offer?
L.A, not quite the city that never sleeps
Not quite the city that wakes,