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way while I merk
These guys
It’s either them or me
And I know it ain’t my time to die

Chorus 3

Destroy my enemies
With2 glocks fuck a army
Bdubb I’m

The Magic Number

De La Soul

Back to the Old Skool: Hip Hop

2002

there be?
My three, Mase Pos and Me
And that's the magic number

(What does it all mean?)

Focus is formed by flaunts to the soul
Souls who flaunt

meet - you can feel the heat
But you're cold inside

And rats as big as cats - and cats as big big as bears and bulls - stepping on feet - on wall street

Two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four
One two three four

Like a landscape from your iris
Oh oh oh my goddess
Please never stop kissing me
I
III
Saw you in a dream
In a world
Extraordinarily bright
Like you're

Never Changed

Dorrough

Dorrough Music

2009

or we po'
Later on now and befo'
I just want you to kno
This shyt and never changed (x3)
Me I'm just happy to kno
I could depend on my bro
If I was down

on the order of 16th of an inch or smaller. They drift by the window and I can see them against the dark sky. There were literally thousands of them. It looked

body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street

punch by punch
Get down and back up 100 times before lunch 

Growing up, growing old, getting over it
Feeling small, feeling big, getting used to it

im Grindin every week put shoes on my sisters feet
She got enough to wear some sketchers but not enough to rock some heat
And If you know about me

its wack
Done it so many no looking back
3 all the bruddas on 23 bang up
3 up my Bish got me lit of the pack
3 up my bruddas but 4 up these hoes
Give me

and decides and then propagates
Conducted by the breach of the wind in the cutaway
The tide upon my feet is the sigh of the modern world
As time forgives me

The Lake is my playground
Encased by the mountains and
Walking on fault lines
The target is all mine
I summit to peak and I 
Reap from the gold mine

I wan die
Living to survive abrabo Y3 hard
SE ene me wu ah
Enfa NHY3 bayie was
My destiny I did all I can
They want soul obei ma VA sign
Selling my

longer loves
His circle getting smaller shit look like it's closing up
He sitting by himself self people asking him what's up
But he won't fuck wit no one

attention
And take note on what I find
Cause when it's time to put it together
All those answers that I found now get me by
Not saying I'm always right
But

said, look at me, homie
I've been starving since three. I've been shunned to succeed

Homie, look at my feet. What do you see
Lights, they be shining

hustle,   
Leaves rustle beneath my feet don't push me 

If I tweak 
I'm done with proving I ain't weak 
I'm never begging on my knees
Don't need your roses

The angel brings me flowers
So I can rest my head
The petals suffocate me
So I never get out of bed
But I'm hardly even tired
My shirt is wearing me
My will

Oh yea
Oh yea
You wanna turn up
Oh yea
She a fiend for them beans
Oh yea
Oh yea
Wanna lean pump 3
Oh yea
Oh yea
She want them addys
I send her the addy

That's his queue to stop
And everyone at Table 3 can't stop staring at me
Now I'm at the bus stop caught by surprise I didn't know you were coming the same

Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every

to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned  by 3 degree /give me

Shiftwork

Kenny Chesney

Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates

2007

It took me to the beach 
To have a beer by the edge of the sea
And this 'round the clock place
I drank my money away

We partied seven to three