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Fallin'

Jay-Z

American Gangster [13 Tracks]

2007

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I know it's gon' destroy everything I made
It's probably gon' get your boy sent away
But this game I play, ain't no way to fix it
It's

taarein taarein dikhte hai Roz
Live my life like a rockstar no tropes
So I gotta get it get it ain't stopping now
Na na na na na catch me catch me catch me

to take
Your grandma out you got to know 'bout shit
To talk 'bout shit
Why the fuck you think I talk like this?
In any hood that you go, it's the same

at all, we could play ball, bitch, I'm Jackie
This ain't a race, bitch, I got bands, fuck a track me
We could fuck tonight, boy, just get up in that

two, I've been marooned with no cannabis
Scene three, I'm in the dinger with my savages
You ain't cut from this cloth you're unravelling
I got them

him again
That ain't true
Yeah it is
The real world is really unreal and 
No none of that's true
While the wildest 
You're just making this up to scare

The trees got leaves
Watch em' bloom each spring
While they fall in autumn
Girl this land ain't free
Man made things built on heaven off spring
Girl

Invictus
Will not fall I am Invictus
Will not fall I am Invictus
Too far gone now I'm in to win it

Lone door hear a knock
It's the boy from down the block

Screaming loud on my fourth Gin and Tonic
Who needs this?
Not me, I ain't no soft little mama's boy missing his daddy
Somewhere crying on his knees
Okay I had

The Death of Emmett Till

Bob Dylan

The Freewheelin' Outtakes: The Columbia Sessions, NYC, 1962

1993

it must refuse to flow,
For you let this human race fall down so God-awful low!

This song is just a reminder to remind your fellow man
That this

a feeling just like this
But, I've grown up and out
No longer will I live this creed

Burn!
The feeling it returns
Another form
My stomach churns

Fright -

guessed it! God done over by customs, the pair of us, didn't we? So there we
are standing there, "Hello hello hello! What you been up to, you naughty boys

to diss you, but it turns out, you were the issue
I'm C-Money usin' hundreds as a tissue, mm it's the DaSween, and I'm back on the scene, rollin' through

down
I'm lost up in my abyss man, someone pull me out

Yeah, someone pull me out this shit
I live up in the ground, I think this low as it can get
I

sfollati — evacuees — dispersed out of cities and into the countryside.

War Correspondent 1:

The heaviest fall of snow so far this winter has just taken

attention to the drama
Step on the scene and end it period there aint no comma
Wanna see really who I be, boy I'm the greatest like Ali
Float like a butterfly

niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking

this
It's crazy I just found out that we lost Barbara Walters (a legend)
You know they can't fuck with me when it come to this shit
I ain't gon lie no

how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys!

[Thin C]
I was forced to make butter from the gutter, cream off the scene
Find the 8th wonder

Biff the Friendly Purple Bear

Mac Davis

All the Love in The World

the treehouse tree
And for the longest time it was just us two
The boy and the horse that was me
Until the day the purple bear came
To live in the treehouse

since '81
And I got opps looking down the barrel
I'm rollin' it's all games and fun
First fire balls, I'm bringing peril
Don't live by Rools here
But

full I paid

Boy stop looking at me strange
Bout to air it out bullets flyin' like planes

And I know where you stay
Talkin' all that shit leave you red

seaker high achiever
I can't fall in love with a no goal boy
Boy boy boy boy boy boy
Headaches
I dont do no headaches
Had to kick her out the condo she was

out quickly
Did you forget the God we serve is not weak
He split the sea!
So let Your servant get at'em
Those weapons don't matter
This is the LORD's