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We the People

Mudvayne

The New Game [Clean]

2008

at the seams
You can get it on the TV whatever you need

Send me you're tired, you're poor and broken
Send me your life so I can break you
Give me your trust,

(Bitch, I wann fuck u)
Ayo
Did you take your psych pills today? u better(Uhh)
I don't give a fuck whether you eat or not. I'm not your dad(Your dad)

(Bitch, I wann fuck u)
Ayo
Did you take your psych pills today? u better(Uhh)
I don't give a fuck whether you eat or not. I'm not your dad(Your dad)

the 6 with
Like they were never meant to tear me down
If you don't give me space in this room to vent, I'ma air it out
That's how wild it gets
I'm tired

all the time
But you know, in the end who will win
You say, "Give me your mind, and I'll give you mine"
As you're holding my heart with a grin

While

way to survive is, is just to
live
My life day by day, in the way I only should
So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it good
To the good that

on the door
Don't give a fuck bout a thing anymore
Don't give a fuck bout growing up poor
Who the fuck looking to settle their score
Bitches all around me

and talked
I felt guilty and alone and so sick when I discovered
You did it in Berlin, you'd just talked to your mother
I guess it was too much, depression

bad
I give all my love everyday
Poor boy from the ghetto wey don reach the top now the people wan talk
Them no show me love from beginning now they wan

making fake accounts
Stop that shit but aye
I don't give a fuck
Ha Ha
Tired of these hoes leave me alone
I'm tired of these hoes leave me alone
Tired

Ooh let me tell ya babe
I'm so sick and so tired
Something in this life must change
yes, change it is required
I've gone and scrapping for those

They Don't Give a F*** About Us

2Pac

Better Dayz

2002

Why you stuck thinking that they give a fuck?

You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying
'Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in

and before this you failed in your duty with Joseph
Therefore I will not leave this land until my father permits me, or Allah decides my
Case by releasing

the hunger, we poor
(Mama don't cry)

I admire the time you stood by me
Through all of the bad times
Mama, scold me when I done wrong and said
'Gyptian, don't

Leaf

A$AP Rocky

Live Love A$AP

2011

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick

me be laid.
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of death, no

Give me your tired 

Give me your poor 

Your huddled masses 

Yearning to breathe free
 

The wretched refuse of your teeming shores 

Send them,

the blood
Swimming in the blood
And I forget to put the blinders on when I walk out the door
Tired of wasting energy on politics for the poor
Wanna be your

some good niggas, turn into some villains
Sick and tired of being poor, a nigga just want more
Oh Ah Ah
Them youngins tired of being poor, so they'll

I forget nothing, haughty lady. I love you desperately, my life is in
your hand — I lay it at your feet! Give me hope, and what I lack in
education

miss you, man

How I miss the kiss (mwah)
You used to give before I dipped (dipped)
And dipped (dipped) and dipped (dipped) and dipped
In your eyes

expect
Suffering a plate that's served and cooked by the head chef
Uh
And now the circus spins to life
Pinning up us puppets, play your perfect games

on pork
Kurupt the world's fetish
They feen and scratch
I'm multiplied by twenty thousand
Fiends and crack
You add me to music and the fiends react

It's probably best we pray
To lead us from this drought
If your love is my Holy Water
Girl, just let me drown
And even if you don't, it's fine

I