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or die To this day I wonder why
What I did to feel so ashamed of my life When it was you that stumbled inside my rhymes
Inside my mind Reminds me
on the block all day
Snatching purses stealing out of stores
I was trying to get some doe
No silver spoon a nigga got it the hard way
I was trapping all day
how you're designed great
And maybe remove the mind free
Like it's overhead creams at the train yard
That Tom Cruise used in the War of the World's
they don't like it, got a knob that they can slob on until
Wait I just forgot what I was thinking
What's it called again? I'm blanking
The thing above
taught stay low and keep blasting
Po only know questions that was answered
Keep a number on the high price lawyer
It's five ways now days, everybody saw
twenty years time
Your Cherokee lover, Blue Duck was his name
He loved you in the sand hills before your great fame
I heard he stopped a bullet in
twenty years time
Your Cherokee lover, Blue Duck was his name
He loved you in the sand hills before your great fame
I heard he stopped a bullet in 1885
on the mic live as can be what's good y'all I'm The ZYG.
(Chorus)
Kid Creole was the first to say yes yes y'all. In the days before Curtis blow was fresh
I do my duty that was given to me by ALLAH
Praise ALLAH and highest honors to the prophet
May I continue to be guided from the fire
From the fire
Rainey Williams' playground was the Mott Haven streets where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths, names and photos of young black faces,
to be cleared up. It had no human personality as it were. It was just a map reference that would be passed and forgotten by the end of the day. Inside,
Now Thinking bout it I was born da same year
Jordan jumped from the free throw
Now im up in Hollywood ballin
In the club textin shawty for da deep
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part A
IT WAS PLEASANT UP THE COUNTRY, MR. BANJO, WHERE YOU WENT,
FOR YOU
to choose me
I-I-I forgot my lyrics while I was performing at an open mic
I went home crying that night
I wanted to take my life
I think it's schizophrenia
I
When my cousin died, that's when shit got deeper
In the game you're the student
I'm the teacher
Do it by myself, I never needed no feature
I was young
a casting call area, I think it was called Music Notes. It was a classified section for open calls and auditions. And after school, every day, I circled all
Give him another chance, he on the Gram explainin' it
He ain't fuck shorty, he was just entertainin' it (I believe it)
Wendy Williams, talk about how
chant your great great great grandmother taught us
More or less it goes like this
In the beginning there was no air
We weren't there
That big grey cloud
fear
On yon green island as we passed it by,
There we lost sight of your sailor boy."
Well, she wrung her hands and she tore her hair.
She was
Sweetmeal Sam, real ham,
Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.
It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.
When Billy was
of the repressive apparatus. The names of the fallen ones are:
Carlos Augusto Barroso, 19, killed by skull crushing.
William Fernandes Leite, 22, killed by a shot
I feel like today is gonna be a great day
Why are these tears in my eyes
Why do I cry through the night
Brain still intact but my heart its it's in
a sleuth
To realize this is the truth
Cast your ballot in the booth
It's like pulling a tooth
I'm hanging by a thread
Dunno if I'd rather be dead
But
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