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babies
Growing up in this world so crazy
Surrounded by the shadeee
Live your life by the golden ruuule

8 Months is looking more like a year
Due to COVID

When the alarm rings I awake with a sigh
Cuz it means I gotta work from 8 until 5
Wasting our lives scraping out ways to survive
Just a slave they'd

more tears no more choking up
Waiting patiently for outside to open up
Think it's hard to breathe with your mask on
You Ever had a knee on ya neck
Ever

Why the fake live a long time and the real die? (Why?)
They ain't got no morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005,

lives
choosing to die by killing themselves
As I describe the life of a particular girl
I'd like to think inside your mind
There'd be a ringing of bells

pottery
No more, not me, codename anomaly
Cause there's just no match for the prodigy
Sovereignty, the god in me
Walking university, living cosmology

Flippin' keys by the tons
Twenty five grand a week, fiends creep
No sleep nor do they eat
Bed around 6 feet deep

More goals to be achieved in
This hip hop

mothers screaming no More
Where daddy's never get to See they son grow

They said good die young the Ugly stay alive
Watch your fake friends close Keep your

No more tears up in these eyes nigga
No more lies
Now I'm seeing clearer pictures 
No more Henny
Now I'm drunken off them scriptures
Prayers up
Now

heart
Bang pop, no, stop, I hear him scream my name
I approach him by the ocean body motionlessly choking
As I look down upon the twisted face I had slain

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
At the tender age of twelve, and you feel that no one cares
Searching for answers, that's

ain't no way to live
An existence less than tentative, walking on bullet shells, still wearing bibs

Went from killing our leaders to killing our kids
Oh,

The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go

Dear Mr. President

Paris

Hard Truth Soldiers, Vol. 1

2006

lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks

Dear Mr. President you had

I don't have to live like a boy anymore
I wake up every morning and I drink my coffee black
The days roll by and I count the ways
I don't worry

quarter, and no quarter do we give
We're right down the street from the street where you live
They mutilated his body and they took out his brain
What

state

Smilodon caught my tongue
Rubble rabble rumbles
You ain't gonna make no young

Ooo slightly blue
Haven't been chased by a lion for a day or two
Sip

Cowboys

Fugees

Score: Bootleg Version [Video]

1996

Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot

Cowboys

Fugees

The Score

1996

Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Yeah, when the out's hooked up with the refugees
It be more niggas than the NAACP
Comin' up on weed of all

you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"

wish for a wife, Robert?

Don't, you're a lucky son of a gun right now
Hang in there

Actually, I didn't wish for anything

Whadaya mean you

Young Forever

Jay-Z

The Blueprint 3 [Clean]

2009

gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit
Life is

time, it's a sign. 
Love's a beautiful breath, each moment, a sigh. Gone before we know it. Ten years later, simply passed by. She saw me and couldn't

of every moment, night and day

You think you are poor and you'd like to have more
What you've got is by no means what you need
Your neighbour, however,