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hold my hand
and now you see a girl's stylin and wilden inside the mix
hoppin out the wips the wips the five and six
yes fly crome,so pardon my tone
here

I am in Your arms
Where I am in Your arms

cll I can do is close my eyes
cnd hold on, and hold on
Until You still this storm
cnd calm these waves

you got here too late for them to fix you 
a plate, get up early tomorrow and wait for the bus 
and let them play your voice and hand it back. it's

The guts, fuck, bust nuts, rush
Grab the gold and carry it in your mouth
Yo, I'ma try to hold the microphone
And turn the party out
If it's the type of crowd

growing up
I come by to see you ask you for ten dollars
And you wanna talk about how I was raised
You don't know nothing about how I was raised
This world

...The American Dream is dead
Cause things don’t turn out how they seem in your head
More money, more murder, and the scene is red
Cause the rich eat

thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real

Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste

screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be

now it's been threatened by a new contagion
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my, hold my
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Wait, where

Write Sum Bump

Playa Fly

Movin' On

1998

bump to take the pain out 

cause if he wasn't high he probably blow his brains out 

he's hopeless, this shit was in us as a baby 

Taylor be

say she gon' eat the meat
She say she gon' do this and that when she get her hands on me
Proceed with caution, like Tyrone, we crossin'
These niggas

I get
I guess that mean I spend hella bands
Have you ever got your suit tailor'd by the man
Have you ever got your suit flown in by the man
You don't

shot you A.I.MJ rappers ankles

Every bar in your catalog or vault I’ll have the answer waitin

My calculation you an average basic math equation

It’s

bitches I'm Lee Phelps
My jeans fit I don't need belts,
still spending grams just to hold up my pants
Tats in my skin, neck face in my hands
O-Z's

lynching right in public view
But the murderer is celebrated not cut loose
Cause the boys in blue will protect and serve
And they'll never get just what they

belligerent sh*t
Nobody f****** on you better than this

Hit you from the front, on yo back, on yo side
Love how yo hips move when you ride
Fuck you in public

Taylor you said
That it was all inside my head
And when everything broke down you'd still be
There to hold my hand
So even if you think I'm selfish

to the haters
Need justice, Breonna Taylor
E. McClain
Vanessa
These raps can't hold the pain
This rap's for all the names
Brothers and the sisters slain
I hope

in your town

It started with the spark from the deeds of the dark blue
Snuffed out a life? Cool, you still employed 
Not a new phenomenon now

the goal
This man's got the steady hands smooth pans Taylor
Ryguy where's the next hike grab my inhaler
Now we on this lit trip cruising in a sick whip

Stop Shammin'

Big Daddy Kane

Looks Like a Job For...

1993

the Nation of Islam a dime 
They mention Muslims, you change the subject 
You can't even shake Farrakhan hand in public 

That whole busy attitude is

The delirious lyricist
Is now growing imperious
Taking his fate in his hands
And now we are fearing it's
Getting closer to the end
For he said that he's nearing

Sayonara
To the old meka. trying do it by His hands
See trust me it's useless 
I am flawed and I'm a human.
I don't know what is best
I say that with my

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Victory 2004

2004

They say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist